Chapter 1646


    At ten in the morning.


    Three solemn ck sedans pulled up in the open space near the hotel. The smartly dressed female


    bodyguard, after confirming that Arabe Bet was the spitting image of the girl in the photograph,


    respectfully opened the car door for her.


    Arabe climbed into the car in the middle and retrieved a ck 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 Arabe but


    before she could offer it, Arabe 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."


    Arabe 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 came to a stop. The bodyguard opened the door for her, "Queen Abby,


    we''ve arrived."


    What appeared before Arabe 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 pces and castles and did not


    normally reside here.


    However, apart from her, there were a dozen female bodyguards skilled inbat and shooting at her


    side, and a slew of security guards inside and out to ensure her personal and property safety.


    Arabe''s arrival immediately caught the attention of the security guards. Many exchanged nces


    and kept a close watch on her through their earpieces.


    "She''s a designer invited by the princess," the female bodyguardmunicated to the security guard.


    The security guard nodded, made an internal call to the princess''s butler to confirm, and then put


    Arabe through three security checks and past three identification doors before she was allowed into


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    the castle''s grand entrance.


    It was winter, and the ground and trees were dressed in a nket of snow, an expanse of white.


    Arabe was led to a shy living room, tastefully decorated with avish romantic ir.


    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.


    "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.


    Arabe, seeing the princess extend her hand, courteously shook it, "Your Highness, forgive me for


    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. I want to have a private word with Queen Abby."