Chapter 219: The Mounteclair Ball XX

Prince turned to see none other than Silvio, his blade drawn and glinting under the chandelier lights.

"Silvio!" Prince exclaimed, meeting Silvio's gaze.

"Is he the culprit?" Montclair asked, his men instinctively readying their weapons.

"Please," Prince said, raising his hand to stop them. "Far from it. I already know why you're here, Silvio."

"Good," Silvio replied, confidently lifting his blade. "Then I challenge you to a fencing match."

"Preposterous!" Valentin interjected, his face a mask of disbelief. "The man has just narrowly escaped death, and now you're challenging him to a fencing match? For what purpose?"

"It's for…" Silvio hesitated, before dramatically pointing his blade toward Alicia. "Her ladyship!"

"Absolutely not!" Alicia screamed, stepping forward with fiery defiance. "Under no circumstances would I ever go with that buffoon!"