The moon hung high in the midnight sky, casting an eerie silver glow over the mansion's grounds as I confronted Alex in our dimly lit room.
"So, what are your thoughts on this matter?" I asked, my eyes fixed on him expectantly.
"What?" Alex replied, his brows furrowing in confusion.
"About the princess," I clarified, my voice steady but tinged with a note of urgency.
"About the princess? What do you mean?" he continued to wear a puzzled expression, seemingly unaware of the storm brewing within me.
"Duke, if the previous empress sent the princess here, then I'm sure there must be some conspiracy behind it. Otherwise, why would she, who was about to die, send her one and only child here to Ablia when the emperor could take better care of the princess?" I reasoned, my mind racing with possibilities.
"So, what are you trying to say?" he inquired, his tone tinged with curiosity.
