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…”

just want to consult you.” Alexander turned with a slightly dim gaze. “I have something I’d like to hear

the word ‘consult’, Your Highness. Do ask what you wish to

before Alexander asked in a low tone, “That year

expression changed as soon

the subtle change and squinted. “So you do

it to myself… If you want to know, Your Highness, I’ll tell you, but please, you can’t

“I know. Go on!”

was there to

Alexander frowned. “Who?”

him everything he knew. “The girl isn’t old, probably 18-19 years

was my uncle looking for

His Majesty was looking for a young girl! It’s said that the girl was with nomads and frequently

more confused

figure out why he was so concerned about something he had almost forgotten. Was it because he had talked

frown. In his impression, his uncle was the king—the pride of the royal family—and was honest and virtuous. He must not be

meant that there could be

dry lips, his heart

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

in the palace. This was an immense

and Cordelia wore traditional Southeast Aciatic clothing and sat on a

or to curry favor with the Irwins

risk for him to

with my family. When we return to Centrolis, you can give me another wedding,

you want to get

hundred times, you’ll

weddings for you

turned into crescents as she smiled and leaned on

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