Adrian watched Enzo return to the ball without his mate, and at that moment, his suspicions were confirmed.
A slow smile crept onto his face as he observed his younger brother seamlessly blend back into the crowd, exchanging greetings and polite smiles as though nothing was wrong. To everyone else, Enzo looked perfectly composed. But Adrian knew better.
Something had happened.
Without drawing attention to himself, Adrian slipped out of the ballroom. The lively music and chatter gradually faded behind him as he stepped into the cool night air.
His eyes scanned the palace grounds.
He had a pretty good idea where he would find her.
After searching for a while, he eventually spotted his target sitting alone in one of the palace gardens. The moonlight illuminated her figure, and even from a distance, Adrian could see the frustration etched across her face.
Elara was staring into the distance, completely lost in thought.
Adrian smiled to himself before walking toward her.
