Beatrice looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She looked magnificent in her gown for the masquerade ball.

It had been days since she last saw Uriel, and she hoped he would attend the gathering tonight.

Princess Riela had told her that Uriel had suddenly asked for leave for two days, and no one knew where he had gone.

“Seriously… was it really that hard for him?” she muttered in annoyance as she stared at her reflection. “Why is the wall he built around himself so difficult to ...