"I apologize, Count."
The stylist hurried forward, wiping off the honey powder on Ivana Bennett's neck. He looked at Bennett's irregularly kissed lipstick, glancing at the Count. He cautiously wiped clean her lips as well.
A bodyguard came in, "Count, the car is ready."
Ivana took a step forward and took Lucas Walker's arm. "Let's go."
Feeling her affectionate movement, the mood spoiled by the sprinkle of honey powder settled down. Lucas accepted the military cap handed to him by the butler and led Ivana out of the living room, to the waiting car outside.
The convoy slowly left the castle, heading towards the palace in the city.
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The Royal Palace, main hall.
The Royal Orchestra was playing elegant string music under the bright lights. Dignitaries and celebrities from A Country were in abundance.
Among those present was Princess Lillian.
At that moment, she was sitting in a waiting room on one side of the hall.
