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The guard stole another glance at Amy, his lips parting as if to speak but quickly shifting his gaze to Lewis and Keira.

Was this little girl really their child?

Better to stay quiet, he thought.

After dinner, Amy stuck close to Monbatten, shadowing him like a loyal sidekick. She sat quietly at his side, observing his conversations with the many guests. Unlike most kids her age, Amy didn't fidget or cause a fuss.

Monbatten glanced at her, his curiosity piqued. "Aren't you bored?"

Amy shook her head, her face lighting up. "Not at all!"

In fact, she was thrilled. She'd never been around so many adults, engaging in lively conversations. It was a refreshing change from the usual hushed meetings her parents kept her out of.

What fascinated her the most was Monbatten's distinct accent. Even though he spoke in Country A's language, Amy found she could understand him—thanks to the lessons her mom had given her as a child.

"You understand what we're saying?" Monbatten asked, visibly surprised.

Amy nodded eagerly. "Mom taught me when I was little."

He raised an eyebrow. "Why would she teach you that?"

to my dad someday." Amy tilted her head and smiled. "Daddy, will you teach me

out a rare chuckle.

few basic phrases, and Amy mimicked him

room, Keira and Lewis watched the exchange, their expressions a mix of

to Lewis, whispering, "How is Monbatten getting along with

staring at the pair. "I've been wondering the

you sure know how to pull strings. Did you know Amy would win over Monbatten like this? Is that why

Keira blinked. "What?"

never brought Amy

was speechless. She wanted to protest,

less than an hour, Amy had managed to make him laugh more than ten times—a rare feat for a man notorious for his

watching the scene unfold. "You know, Amy really does have a princess-like aura. Haven't you noticed? She's even imitating

She had noticed. Every subtle gesture, every way Monbatten handled himself in conversation—Amy mirrored it effortlessly, as if she'd been studying diplomacy

as confidently as if she were Monbatten's own child. And she

and their eyes met, both of them silently marveling

arms crossed thoughtfully. "You know, Amy might have the

him a nod of agreement, still

seat with a big smile. She walked over to

yet another hearty laugh. Shaking her hand with exaggerated seriousness, he said, "Well, my dear little princess,

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