Beatrice stood in the grand ballroom of the royal palace, watching as the guests mingled and chatted in anticipation of the engagement announcement between Eleanor and Crown Prince Wilson.
The room was adorned with sparkling chandeliers, cascading flower arrangements, and elegant white tablecloths. The guests were dressed in their finest attire, and the sound of soft classical music played in the background.
Amidst the lively crowd and the festive atmosphere, Beatrice struggled to focus. Her thoughts were scattered and unfocused, as she couldn't shake off the memory of the Devil and their dance together.
It had been a month since that fateful night, and she hadn't encountered him again.
Gilbert was also nowhere to be found. She had tried to contact him, but he never responded. Beatrice went to his estate, but he was never there.
