~~Bella's POV~~
I made my way into the apartment. After sending them back to the palace, I had asked Sebastian to prepare it for me. Although it wasn't that big, it was cozy and comfortable, and it didn't need much arrangement, as I would only be occupying it for a few days. Knowing it's the only thing that reminds him of his mother, I didn't want to make any changes regarding it.
"Screen," I said as I stood before my impressive workspace, Butterfly, which had been created for me over the years. All I could do was exude an air of sheer sophistication. As my fingers danced with grace and precision in the air, I conjured a marvel before me with a simple gesture. Butterfly responded, projecting a vast, translucent screen that seemed to materialize out of thin air.
