At ten in the morning.
Three solemn black sedans pulled up in the open space near the hotel. The smartly dressed female bodyguard, after confirming
that Arabella Bennett was the spitting image of the girl in the photograph, respectfully opened the car door for her.
Arabella climbed into the car in the middle and retrieved a black blindfold from her bag, handing it to the bodyguard for inspection.
She was well aware of the royal protocols - the fewer people who knew the whereabouts of a royal residence, the better.
The bodyguard was somewhat surprised; she had prepared a brand-new blindfold for Arabella but before she could offer it,
Arabella had already presented her own for inspection.
The thick blindfold would block out even the faintest light. After checking it, the bodyguard handed it back with both hands, saying,
"Thank you for your understanding."
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Arabella nodded politely in response, donned the blindfold, and was escorted by the cars before and behind her to the princess's
private castle.
After a smooth ride, the car cto a stop. The bodyguard opened the door for her, "Queen Abby, we've arrived."
What appeared before Arabella was a beautiful and imposing castle, different from the estates of the wealthy elite; this castle truly
showcased the dignity and grandeur of royalty.
It was but one of many royal properties and had been a birthday gift to Princess Leah when she turned eighteen. Since reaching
adulthood, she had lived there alone.
Alone, because other royal family members each had their own palaces and castles and did not normally reside here.
However, apart from her, there were a dozen female bodyguards skilled in combat and shooting at her side, and a slew of security
guards inside and out to ensure her personal and property safety.
Arabella's arrival immediately caught the attention of the security guards. Many exchanged glances and kept a close watch on her
through their earpieces.
"She's a designer invited by the princess," the female bodyguard communicated to the security guard.
The security guard nodded, made an internal call to the princess's butler to confirm, and then put Arabella through three security
checks and past three identification doors before she was allowed into the castle's grand entrance.
It was winter, and the ground and trees were dressed in a blanket of snow, an expanse of white.
Arabella was led to a flashy living room, tastefully decorated with a lavish romantic flair.
Not only was it artistically appealing, but every detail exuded unique elegance, and every item was meticulously chosen, all
underscoring the exceptional status of the owner.
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"Princess Leah, Queen Abby has arrived."
The elegant and noble princess stood by the window, turning with a charming smile upon hearing the announcement.
"Queen Abby."
Her smile was proper, her movements graceful, every gesture revealing what it meant to be a true princess.
Arabella, seeing the princess extend her hand, courteously shook it, "Your Highness, forgivefor keeping you waiting."
"There's no need for such formality here; we're alone," Princess Leah said with a smile that was always just right, making one feel
at ease, "Please, have a seat."
A servant brought in exquisite pastries and fragrant tea, which the bodyguard checked without finding any issue.
"You may leave us. | want to have a private word with Queen Abby."