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Penelope walked down the long hallway of Duke Diamond's capital residence. Her heart was pounding–she thought she had to go East to visit Celine, but she was glad that her best friend had already arrived in the capital. She walked over to Celine's room door and hoped to see her right away, like when they were kids. But… "What do you mean she doesn't want to see me?" asked Penelope in surprise when she heard the words of a maid who barred her from entering Celine's room. “I am Celine's best friend!” “Looks like you're the only one who thinks that friendship exists. Young Lady doesn't want to see anyone." Penelope furrowed her brows in anger. “I don't want a maid like you to say anything on Celine's behalf. If she really doesn't want friendship with me, then I want to hear it from her