The Royal Palace of Spain stood tall and majestic, its towering spires glinting in the evening light. Tonight, the palace was alive with activity, as guests from all over Europe gathered for a lavish masquerade ball. The scent of blooming flowers and the sound of soft, classical music filled the air as elegant figures adorned in ornate masks and extravagant gowns swirled in the grand ballroom.
Outside the palace gates, a dark carriage pulled up discreetly. Inside, Wang Jian sat with a relaxed expression, his sharp eyes watching as the gates opened for him. Mariana and Valeria had delivered as promised—his entry into the Royal Palace of Spain was secured.
"Are you sure this will work?" Valeria asked, her voice tinged with concern as she sat beside him, her mask glittering under the dim light.