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Louisa’s Point of View He walked me out of the dance floor and left me near the stage before disappearing again amidst the crowd. Despite my attempts to look for him, he somehow vanished into thin air. Then Duke Albert came forward, blocking my sight. “Congratulations, Duchess Louisa,” he smiled. “Thank you, your grace.” I returned the gesture. “You did well, Louisa. But who was that man?” Albert questioned. Meanwhile, the king and other dukes showed up. “Indeed. Who was that mysterious charmer?” The King inquired. “An old acquaintance, your majesty,” I replied. Then I shifted my gaze towards my uncle, “whom I can count on.” “We will see about that,” the king scoffed. His voice was laced with warning. I sensed his gaze on me again, and I looked back directly, with no hesitation this