As dusk settled, Lambert climbed the stairs to check on Estelle, finding her asleep and lost in dreams. He gently
roused her.
Estelle woke with a start, panting and worn out. She glanced at the dimming skies and asked, “Has Alvis arrived
yet?”
“He’s almost here. I sent a gift over to Alvis ahead of time!” Lambert said with a grin.
Estelle raised an eyebrow at him. “What gift?”
“This!” Lambert opened the box he brought and took out two masks for Estelle. “There’s a party tonight, so let’s
make it a masquerade! Everyone wears a mask—it’ll be a blast!”
Estelle scoffed dismissively. “Raiden’s already seen you and me. What’s the point of wearing these now?”
“But Alvis is joining us. We need to keep some mystery, don’t we? Why should Raiden be the only one hiding

behind a mask? If he’s wearing one, we all should. Keeps things fair,” Lambert said, his voice tinged with spite
before shifting back to amusement. “I have a feeling tonight’s going to be quite the show!”

took the mask with a touch of indulgence in his expression. “Alright, for you.” “Go ahead, I’ll be right down,” Estelle said. As Lambert turned to leave, he paused and handed Estelle her cell phone. “I got it back from Raiden for you.” She took it with a nod of gratitude. After Lambert left, Estelle checked her phone and saw

voicemail.
Amiee and Josiah had messaged her too.
She reassured them that she was fine.
Once she replied to the messages, a servant came up to her, announcing that Lambert was waiting downstairs.
Estelle put on her mask and followed Lambert outside.
As they exited, Lambert’s men gaped at his black lace mask and quickly turned away, their lips twitching to
suppress laughter.
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