"...Deal?"

Just as Amalia had anticipated, over the next few days, Livia appeared every evening around 10:20 pm, never later than 10:30 pm.

She brought more than just books; occasionally, she also carried snacks packed in bags, likely intended as a midnight treat to stave off hunger.

Despite Amalia's consistently cold demeanor, Livia seemed oblivious to her rejection.

Each time they met, Livia would greet her with a faint smile, inquiring about Auri's meals or sharing mundane details from her own daily life.

The corners of her lips would curl slightly, and her blue eyes always seemed to sparkle.

The look in Livia's eyes was entirely different from the indifference and disdain Hibbort directed at Amalia.

It was a gentleness, soft as water, that Amalia had never encountered before.

If all of this was merely an act… then Livia's acting skills far surpassed those of Princess Astrid, who could only feign innocence in front of Hibbort.