Aurelia sat there stiffly, her back straightening as she stared at Neil.
The man did not move after that and was dead asleep like a log.
Aurelia shoved him several times until she confirmed that everything was just a coincidence the last time—the man was really soundly asleep.
Hence, she stealthily went closer to try to remove the ring… only for Neil to flip himself to face his back against her! The hand with the ring was lodged under him!
With wasted effort, Aurelia glared at his back with the impulse to hit someone.
She did not know that her "uncle," who had his back against her, was wearing a Cheshire grin.
…
Alexander stood nearby the RV, where his attendant persuaded him to go back.
"Your Highness, Mr. Harris has a chauffeur and guards here. He'll be fine. You don't have to worry! It's… going to be the palace's curfew soon…"
"Remus, how many years have you been with me?" Alexander asked suddenly.
The attendant named Remus was perplexed. It was not that he could not answer it. He was just curious why Alexander asked. He had always been serving the prince since he learned how to walk!
He did not dare claim that he was the closest to Alexander in this world, but he was confident that he was one of the top three.
"Your Highness, what's the matter?"
"Nothing." Alexander smiled. "I remember your name wasn't Remus. I gave you this name. Because you don't just run fast, you're quick with news. You're always the first to know whether it's official or gossip!"
Remus scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Your Highness, are you calling me a tattler? Is this a compliment or a jab…"
"I just want to consult you." Alexander turned with a slightly dim gaze. "I have something I'd like to hear from you."
"Please don't use the word 'consult', Your Highness. Do ask what you wish to know!"
There was a pause before Alexander asked in a low tone, "That year when my uncle took me to Melorian, was he there to meet someone?"
Remus' expression changed as soon as he heard that.
Alexander caught the subtle change and squinted. "So you do know more!"
"Your Highness!" Remus said, troubled, "No one's brought it up after that, so I kept it to myself… If you want to know, Your Highness, I'll tell you, but please, you can't spread the word!"
"I know. Go on!"
"His Majesty… was there to look for someone."
Alexander frowned. "Who?"
"It's said that he was looking for a girl," Remus told him everything he knew. "The girl isn't old, probably 18-19 years old now, so she was even younger back then!"
"Why was my uncle looking for her?"
"Your Highness, I don't know this." Remus chuckled wryly. "But it's true that His Majesty was looking for a young girl! It's said that the girl was with nomads and frequently danced at the square wearing the long dresses of nomads!"
The more Alexander listened to it, the more confused he was, but that was all Remus knew.
Alexander could not figure out why he was so concerned about something he had almost forgotten. Was it because he had talked about Melorian with Aurelia tonight?
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