Aurelia sat there stiffly, her back straightening as she stared at Neil.

The man did not move after that and was dead asleep like a log.

Aurelia shoved him several times until she confirmed that everything was just a coincidence the last time—the man was really soundly asleep.

Hence, she stealthily went closer to try to remove the ring… only for Neil to flip himself to face his back against her! The hand with the ring was lodged under him!

With wasted effort, Aurelia glared at his back with the impulse to hit someone.

She did not know that her “uncle,” who had his back against her, was wearing a Cheshire grin.

Alexander stood nearby the RV, where his attendant persuaded him to go back.

“Your Highness, Mr. Harris has a chauffeur and guards here. He’ll be fine. You don’t have to worry! It’s… going to be the palace’s curfew soon…”

“Remus, how many years have you been with me?” Alexander asked suddenly.

The attendant named Remus was perplexed. It was not that he could not answer it. He was just curious why Alexander asked. He had always been serving the prince since he learned how to walk!

He did not dare claim that he was the closest to Alexander in this world, but he was confident that he was one of the top three.

“Your Highness, what’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Alexander smiled. “I remember your name wasn’t Remus. I gave you this name. Because you don’t just run fast, you’re quick with news. You’re always the first to know whether it’s official or gossip!”

Remus scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Your Highness, are you calling me a tattler? Is this a compliment or a jab…”

to consult you.” Alexander turned with a slightly

don’t use the word ‘consult’, Your Highness. Do ask what

a pause before Alexander asked in a low tone, “That year when my uncle took me to Melorian, was he there

soon as he

and squinted. “So you do

myself… If you want to know, Your Highness, I’ll tell you, but please, you

“I know. Go on!”

Majesty… was there to look for

Alexander frowned. “Who?”

knew. “The girl isn’t old,

my uncle looking

His Majesty was looking for a young girl! It’s said that the girl was with nomads and frequently danced at the square wearing the long dresses of

more Alexander listened to it, the more confused

had almost forgotten. Was

his impression, his uncle was the king—the pride of the royal family—and was honest and virtuous.

meant that there could

dry lips,

held as scheduled. It coincided with Rowan being conferred as a Count, so the Irwins celebrated

their wedding in the palace. This was an immense honor

wore traditional Southeast Aciatic clothing and sat on

Whether they were there to genuinely give their blessings or to curry favor with the Irwins and the Hamertons,

It was just that Liam was old, and it was a risk for him to move around. Henry stayed to care for him, so he could

“It’s okay! This is the wedding with my family. When we return to Centrolis, you can give me another wedding, and

you want to get married, huh?” Zephyr swiped

if I get married a hundred

“I’ll hold a hundred weddings for you and let our

into crescents as she smiled and

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