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Chapter 535 - Third Arc (Fallen Heart) - 300. Fair Trade I

Third Arc (Fallen Heart) - 300. Fair Trade I

Angel made his way toward the entrance of the treasure vault. A heavy, leather-bound book rested on a pedestal, its worn pages bearing the recorded history of countless items that had passed through the vault over the years.

He approached the book and opened it to the most recent entry, the parchment crackling softly under his touch. The book was not merely a log; it was proof to the kingdom's vigilance and meticulous stewardship of its treasures, ensuring that nothing of value was ever lost or misplaced.

Taking up the quill that lay beside the book, Angel dipped it into the inkwell. He wrote his name with a steady hand, the ink flowing smoothly across the page. He wrote his name, the date and detailed the item he was taking. Finally, he wrote the reason for its removal.

Finished, Angel added his signature, the final mark sealing his accountability. With the formalities complete, Angel closed the book with a quiet thud.

Angel emerged from the treasure vault, his steps echoing softly in the grand hallway that led to the parlor room. He approached the large, ornately carved doors, a guard stationed outside immediately stepped forward, bowing deeply before opening the door for him.

"Your Majesty," the guard said respectfully.

Angel nodded in acknowledgment and stepped inside the parlor room. The room was bathed in the warm glow of candlelight, casting flickering shadows on the plush furnishings and richly decorated walls. Lady Belle, who had been anxiously waiting for his arrival, immediately rose from the velvet sofa where she had been seated. There was an unmistakable tension in her posture.

"Your Majesty," she greeted, her voice a delicate tremor betraying her nerves.

Angel paused for a moment, taking in the sight of her. However, it was not her appearance that held his attention. It was the bracelet on her wrist, a finely crafted piece of jewelry that seemed to pulse with a faint, almost imperceptible magic flow. Angel's eyes narrowed slightly as he focused on it, sensing something unusual.

The magic emanating from the bracelet was subtle, a mere trace that even a seasoned magic user might overlook. Yet, Angel's heightened senses caught it, and he felt a flicker of suspicion. He decided then and there that he would investigate further.

Lady Belle noticed the brief moment of stunned silence from Angel and her heart began to race. Her thoughts spiraled, her nervousness intensifying. She could feel a blush creeping up her cheeks, a warmth spreading across her face. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest, and she wondered if her emotions were truly just a result of her deep feelings for him or if the bracelet had some influence.

The bracelet was a gift from a rich merchant from the Kingdom of Pontus. According to the merchant, the jewelry was an antique item and was usually used as a love charm. Her father, the duke, who was also a magic user, had checked it and thought it was all just nonsense. He didn't even feel any magic flow from there so it should just be ordinary jewelry. But due respect and since it was a gift, the duke accepted it. And Lady Belle wore it because she liked the design and maybe because of the suggestion that it was a love charm. Now after seeing Angel's reaction, she wondered if this bracelet was really working.

Angel answered with a nod, his expression unreadable as he moved further into the room. Lady Belle watched him intently, her heart hammering in her chest. She had always been captivated by his presence, the way he commanded attention effortlessly, and today was no different.

Instead of joining her on the long, plush sofa, Angel chose one of the two single sofas nearby. This alone was not unusual—he often maintained a respectful distance—but this time, he selected the seat closest to her. Lady Belle's breath hitched. This subtle deviation from his usual behavior sent a cascade of thoughts through her mind, each one more intense than the last.

The room seemed to close in around them. Angel's gaze remained on her, and she felt both scrutinized and cherished in that moment. 

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