After spending a lot of time preparing her appearance for the event in the second prince's palace, Mila was now walking her way through the corridor of the palace, which was adorned with expensive decorations.
However, her eyes were fixed in the direction in front of her, her head held high, and her whole being was enveloped with confidence.
Each step she took as she made her way towards the entrance of the ballroom made the people she passed by drawn by her charisma.
As Mila approached the entrance of the ballroom, her gaze swept over the crowd of elegantly dressed nobles, each one vying for attention and recognition.
Among them, she caught sight of her younger brother, Leon, standing tall and handsome in his finely tailored attire.
His brown hair, slicked back with precision, framed his chiseled features, while his hazel eyes darted around the room with a hint of anticipation.
