Sebastian was noble, striking, and carried the demeanor of a natural-born leader. Beside him, Roanne was stunning—so beautiful it was hard to look away.
But as the crowd's eyes landed on her, there was a hint of something unusual. Everyone knew she was Sebastian's partner, but their engagement had fallen through—twice. If Sebastian truly wanted to marry her, why had it failed both times?
And if he didn't want to marry her and had grown tired of Roxanne, why had he brought her to the gala?
No one could figure out what was really going on between them. Still, they were all smart enough not to ask. It was, after all, a private matter.
Roxanne stayed composed and graceful, smiling at Sebastian's side while holding onto his sleeve as he mingled with the powerful elite.
Suddenly, a gasp came from the crowd. The next second, a cheerful voice rang out. "Sebastian!"
Roxanne could feel it—the way Sebastian's body tensed beside her. She wanted to laugh. Did he really think he could avoid this? He had spoiled and indulged Liana so many times, letting her push boundaries without consequence.
In Liana's eyes, Sebastian belonged to her and her alone. No one could take him away—not even Sebastian himself. Did he really think he could hide from her?
Roxanne held onto Sebastian's arm and turned around with him. The moment she saw Liana, she immediately understood why the crowd had gasped. It was because Liana was wearing the exact same gown as her.
There were only two pieces of the Siren's Embrace in existence. One belonged to the princess of Ystravia, and the other was the one Roxanne was wearing right now.
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