Leaving the girls take the work from there, Alicia gingerly walked into the palace to meet the Prince in his study.
With each step, Alicia couldn't help but replay the brief encounter with the Crown Prince in her mind. The palace corridors felt oddly quiet, amplifying the rhythmic echo of her footsteps. She couldn't shake off the embarrassment that clung to her like an invisible veil.
As she approached the door to the Prince's study, Alicia hesitated for a moment. She took a deep breath, attempting to collect herself before entering. The door creaked softly as she pushed it open, revealing the dimly lit room
Adrien, seated behind an ornate desk, looked up from his work as Alicia entered. His piercing gaze met hers, and for a moment, the air seemed to shimmer with an unspoken understanding. Alicia swallowed the lump in her throat, her cheeks still tinged with a hint of embarrassment.
