She thought to herself, ''What gift did I receive from him on my twenty-first birthday? I think it was a jewel back then, but it's the first time I've seen this emerald, so he's certainly changed the gift. Come to think of it, Eve and Angel had never thought of kidnapping me as a surprise. Why? Is there a separate rule in this world? After all, I'm not simply repeating my past. If that's the case, how much more can I change?'
She focused on things like that while she was waving the feather fan mechanically.
Meanwhile, it was almost sunset. Stone lanterns were lit up all over the place, and the party at the spring garden at night was growing more interesting. The orchestra, which was on one side of the garden and played cheerful music throughout the party, changed the music. They played waltz music with a slow tempo.
"Oh, I guess the ball is about to start," Angelica said gladly when she heard a familiar beat.