Preparation - 06

Lucian stood tall, staring at Queen Evelynine with sharp eyes hidden behind his mask. The night breeze blew softly, carrying the scent of flowers from the neatly arranged palace garden. The moonlight reflected a gentle shimmer on the towering iron gate behind him.

"Before I get to my real purpose, I want to ask you," Lucian said, his voice calm yet tense. "How far are you willing to go to defend what's yours now?"

Evelynine raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. "I don't have the right to answer that question, do I?" she replied coldly. "I've been patient enough. Just tell me your purpose."

Lucian gave a faint smile behind his mask. "Your Majesty," he said slowly, "I just want to offer an opportunity."

"Opportunity?" Evelynine repeated, her tone full of skepticism.

"Didn't I explain in the letter I sent earlier?" Lucian reminded, referring to the letter that revealed illegal and secret funds about the Crown Prince.