Destiny lies with you, Princess.
The surrounding sounds became blurred and ethereal, the shouts of drunken soldiers mingling with the sound of a blazing fire, but only one voice remained in Vivian's mind.
Driven by this voice, she stepped forward as if bewitched, emerging from the shadows and walking step by step toward the burning estate.
The sudden appearance of her figure startled the Chief of Imperial Guard, and the soldiers guarding the estate stopped their uproar, their greedy eyes falling on Vivian.
Her exquisite features, the luxurious court-style gown, and her inherent royal aura were all illuminated by the blazing flames, and her determined gaze held their attention. Among the rabble-rousers, many had previously lamented the Duke's family and their guards' staunch resistance, regretting the loss of those delicate beauties, but compared to Vivian approaching them, the people in the estate lost their allure.
