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"Why...?"
A hoarse voice echoed through the opulent corridor.
"Why, Your Highness...?"
Two individuals engaged in a tense conversation.
"I have already explained..."
On one side stood a strikingly handsome man in a whitish gold suit. His neatly slicked-back golden hair accentuated his beautiful features.
"We're running late, Layla..." Alfred attempted to take a step forward, but Layla extended her hand, halting him.
Layla was present, adorned in a sublime white gown, radiating breathtaking beauty. Her wavy black hair was elegantly styled, tied behind her head. Her light makeup enhanced her unique red eyes, which now glistened with sorrow.
"I... don't understand, Your Highness..." Layla's words trembled with difficulty. "Until now, I-I have always strived to act in a manner you would have loved. I changed and restrained myself for y-you, Your Highness."
