Chapter 69: An Unexpected Visitor

As Amelia departed, Vera noticed that many people were now gathering around her. Looking back, she saw Verna approaching. Because Verna was drawing near, the constables who hovered around her followed suit.

“Vera, do you know that person from earlier?”

Verna naturally knew that Amelia was the one who had summoned the constables and rescued everyone. She was somewhat surprised that the person happened to be acquainted with Vera.

Vera hurriedly replied, “Your Highness, that was Lily Hicks. She’s a distant relative of our Hicks Family. By generational ranking, she’s actually my aunt, though she’s roughly my age.”

“I see.” Verna nodded in understanding.

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Back in her carriage, Amelia drove to her residence on Red Maple District in the East District.

She planned to wait until Vera’s affairs were settled, then find an appropriate opportunity to see if Vera could help her acquire Holy Spirit Potion with sufficient purity from the Church of Heaven.

Evening quickly arrived.

By this time, Eileen was busy preparing dinner. Bathed in the fading twilight, Amelia stepped outside to collect the few evening newspapers she had ordered, intending to read them later while eating.

“Excuse me, is this the residence of Lily Hicks?”

A voice rang out from nearby.

Amelia turned at the sound.

Standing before her was a handsome and spirited young man with short red hair and crimson eyes, a smile on his face.

Behind the young man followed another figure: a brown-haired middle-aged man clad in red knight’s attire. The man had a resolute appearance, a sword at his waist, and his eyes constantly scanned the surroundings. He was clearly a guard.

“And you two are…?” Amelia asked in confusion.

[Isn’t that Dwight?]

[That’s the Third Prince of the Luban Duchy. What’s he doing here?]

[Wait, are the Grand Duke’s children also called Princes and Princesses?]

[Of course, the children of a Grand Duke are called Princes and Princesses. That’s what it says everywhere online.]

[Why would the Third Prince Dwight come here, though?]

[In the original plot, didn’t this guy lose the fight for the title of Grand Duke and get killed by the First Prince? What a tragic character.]

A stream of bullet comments appeared at precisely the right moment, allowing Amelia to immediately understand the person’s identity. But it also left her feeling even more surprised.

What was the Third Prince of the Luban Duchy doing, coming to see her?

“My name is Dwight Luban. You may have heard of me,” Dwight said, placing one hand before his chest in a proper gentleman’s bow, a refined smile on his face.

“So it’s Prince Dwight,” a look of sudden realization appeared on Amelia’s face. She promptly performed a ladylike curtsy and asked, “I am Lily Hicks. May I ask what business brings Your Highness here?”

“Shouldn’t you first invite His Highness inside?” the red-clad middle-aged man behind Dwight stated in a heavy, stern voice.

“Mord, don’t use such a tone when speaking to a young lady. It’s unbecoming of a gentleman,” Dwight shot Mord a reproachful glance.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Mord bowed his head.

“…In that case, Your Highness, and this Sir, please do come in,” Amelia had no choice but to invite them inside.

As Amelia led her guests inside the house, Eileen sensed their presence and emerged from the kitchen.

“Eileen, please continue making dinner,” Amelia said to her.

Eileen gave a nod and did not approach. However, even after returning to the kitchen, she kept her attention fixed on the living room. Should anything untoward happen, she could rush out at a moment’s notice.

Inside the main hall, Amelia invited Dwight to sit. She personally poured him a cup of steaming tea, from which faint white wisps of vapor rose into the air.

As for the guard Mord, he did not take a seat and remained standing behind Dwight.

Dwight’s sitting posture was exceptionally proper. He smiled and said, “My visit here today is primarily to thank you, Miss Lily.”

“Thank me?” Amelia asked, puzzled.

“Indeed. I am immensely grateful for the fact that you saved my younger sister. I felt no matter what, I had to come and meet you personally. You see, while Verna was missing, I was deeply worried.”

“Your sister… Princess Verna?”

“It’s only natural you didn’t know. The matter of Verna’s disappearance was never disclosed to the public. She was among the girls you rescued today.”

“Even Her Highness the Princess was captured?”

Amelia was rather taken aback. She never imagined the Red Moon Society would dare lay hands on a princess. Nor had she known that one of the people she saved was a princess.

[Verna? Did she ever appear in the original plot?]

[Having rewatched the original plot five times over, I can confirm: The name Verna was only ever mentioned, but she never actually appeared. Her name was only brought up when news spread that she tried to rebel and was killed by the First Prince.]

[First Prince Vincent really is a ruthless one. In the original plot, he killed both Verna and Dwight. It just leaves you speechless.]

[The struggle for the Grand Duke’s seat within the Luban Duchy is truly brutal.]

Seeing the bullet comments floating by, Amelia finally understood. No wonder the audience had no reaction when she met Verna this afternoon—they simply didn’t know that girl was the princess.

[Speaking of which, that reminds me of something. According to the news reports in the original plot, when First Prince Vincent killed Dwight, wasn’t it said that he claimed Dwight was a member of the Red Moon Society?]

[Wasn’t that just a frame job?]

[People just think it was a convenient excuse Vincent fabricated to justify his actions, right? It never seemed like any decisive evidence ever appeared in the original plot.]

[But would Dwight really be a Red Moon Society member? If he was, why didn’t he attend that emergency gathering earlier?]

[Dwight’s status is special. Even if he was a member, it would make perfect sense for him to avoid an emergency gathering.]

More and more bullet comments appeared. Many viewers had started arguing amongst themselves as the comments continued.

Seeing those comments, Amelia’s heart sank.

Dwight might actually be connected to the Red Moon Society?

Even if nothing had been confirmed yet, the mere possibility was enough to cast a shadow of gloom over one’s heart. If such a thing were true, it certainly wouldn’t be anything good.

Despite her heavy heart, Amelia maintained a ladylike smile on the surface, continuing her chat with Dwight.

Dwight seemed quite the conversationalist. After expressing his thanks and presenting some jewelry as a token of gratitude, he continued to chat amiably about various small topics.

Amelia played along smoothly, demonstrating not the slightest hint of concern outwardly.

The two of them conversed like this for a full half hour before Dwight finally retrieved a pocket watch from his coat, checked the time, and then rose to his feet.

“It’s getting late, and I still have some matters to attend to. So, I will take my leave now.”

“Please take care, Your Highness,” Amelia stood and saw Dwight out.