{Third Person}
At the head of the banquet, Alexander rose from his seat, clearly ready to leave.
Without sparing anyone a glance, he stepped down from the elevated platform, his expression cold and unreadable. The servants along his path instinctively lowered their heads as he walked past, his presence alone enough to command silence.
However, just as he was about to leave, someone stepped into his path.
Alexander frowned slightly, his gaze sharpening in displeasure as he wondered who dared to block his way.
But when the young woman before him lifted her head after a curtsy, he recognized her immediately. She was the same lady he had caught Amara staring at during the banquet yesterday.
Lila, momentarily smitten by his devilishly handsome features at such close range, quickly composed herself and bowed her head again.
"Forgive me for intruding, Your Highness," she said smoothly. "My name is Lila Caldwell… Amara's sister."
