As the Crown Prince stopped in front of her, the air around June felt suddenly heavy.
So this is the royal prince… she thought.
Up close, he looked even more intimidating — tall, cold, and unreadable, his golden eyes sharp enough to make anyone nervous.
June lowered her gaze politely, trying to steady her heartbeat.
Inside her mind, she whispered to herself:
June… stay focused.Don't cause trouble.Especially not with royal people and nobles.
She had come only because of the royal invitation. Drawing attention to herself — especially from someone like him — was the last thing she wanted.
The Magical Tower could not afford conflict with the crown.
She gently folded her hands in front of her, forcing herself to appear calm and composed, just like a proper noble lady.
"I must not stand out…" she reminded herself quietly.
But fate had other plans.
Because the most dangerous person in the room was already standing right before her.
Lucas studied her in silence.
Unlike the others, she wasn't trying to impress him.She wasn't smiling nervously.She wasn't speaking at all.
She looked like she wanted to disappear.
Strange, he thought.
"Aren't you going to greet me?" he said suddenly, his voice low and cold.
June blinked, startled, then quickly bowed.
"My apologies, Your Highness."
Her voice was soft but steady.
Lucas's eyes narrowed slightly.
There was no fear in her tone.
No fake sweetness.
Just sincerity.