The palace guard noticed Alexander and quickly straightened up to bow.
"Your Highness!"
Carmella took a pause before she slowly opened her resting eyes. Alexander was already standing before her with hands on his sides as he greeted her respectfully, "Good morning, Auntie."
"It's not morning anymore." Carmella smiled. "I heard you young people like having, what's it called… brunch? Hah, I have some light food with me here. Treat it as brunch. Come have something to eat!"
"Thank you, Auntie. I'm not hungry." Alexander quietly looked around with an alert expression but did not see Aurelia at all.
"Alexander, what are you looking for?"
"Nothing…"
"Are you looking for someone?"
Alexander froze and hesitated for a moment before he replied honestly, "I heard that you asked Aurelia over. I have a few robes that I need her help with too. I wonder if she's done with you here."
"She is." Carmella took a sip of tea nonchalantly. "But I've already sent her back."
"Sent her back?"
Alexander frowned and estimated the time. When he recorded the video outside of the hall, Aurelia was still speaking. He then sent the video to Neil, and even if the corner in the garden was relatively isolated, it only took him a little more than ten minutes to leave and return.
Could Carmella make someone vanish into thin air in that short amount of time?
Alexander's heart pounded.
He never had a mother. It was Carmella who had raised him and his sister. The significance of his uncle and aunt was far greater than his birth parents.
He knew that Carmella overestimated herself sometimes, was too arrogant, and thought too highly of herself. She was the queen of the country, so it was inevitable that she had some quirks of temper.
Despite that, Alexander had always thought that Carmella was kind… at least not to the extent of taking the initiative to harm someone!
His hands balled up into fists, shaking slightly.
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