Just as the whispers about the Crown Prince began to settle…
The grand doors on the opposite side of the ballroom slowly opened.
A soft breeze entered first.
Then she stepped in.
June de Oberoi.
For a moment…
The entire hall forgot how to breathe.
She wore a flowing blue gown that shimmered like moonlight on water, delicate silver patterns glowing faintly with hidden magic. Her long brown hair fell over her shoulders, pinned gently with a gold butterfly clip that sparkled under the chandeliers.
Her lotus-petal eyes scanned the room with quiet curiosity, her blue irises shining like enchanted crystal.
She looked less like a noble lady…
And more like a fairy who had wandered into the human world.
Whispers spread instantly.
"Who is she…?""Is she a princess from another kingdom?""I've never seen someone so beautiful…"
June held her hands together softly, a little nervous despite her brave heart. She was used to the quiet of the Magical Tower, not the overwhelming attention of a royal ball.
Her gaze moved across the hall—
And stopped.
At the tall figure in black standing among the nobles.
The Crown Prince.
Their eyes met for the first time.
Lucas frowned slightly.
Not because he disliked her—
But because something about her presence felt… unfamiliar.
Calm.
Powerful.
Dangerous.
He looked away first, dismissing the strange feeling.
Just a noble girl, he thought.
He had no idea…
The girl who had just captured the attention of the entire kingdom—
Was the very mage he came to confront.