Myths Reawakened

Late at night, two figures walked into the Princess’s Estate amid the cold mist. It was common knowledge that all of Windsor’s lands belonged to the royal family legally. With so much land, one could imagine how many real estates the family owned.

Although the Princess and the Prince were officially known to live with the Queen, the family was rarely together in reality. Both the Princess and the Prince owned personal properties, and the properties under the Queen’s name were even more numerous, enough for her to lead the extravagant life of swapping houses every day throughout the year.

That was the reality of not having to pay taxes. Not only did they own countless real estates, but they also owned fiefs. While the nation had transitioned into a constitutional monarchy, it still constituted a monarchy, and the monarch remained the monarch.

The Princess’s Estate resembled most contemporary hotels in style, with dense rows of trees circling the perimeter and a variety of statues and fountains adorning the lawn. The main house itself combined the classical and the modern styles, both classically extravagant and modernly intricate. The expensive romance of it was an embodiment of capital—ahem, of art.

In Wayne’s eyes, it was a failure of a design that had neither the extravagance of the classical style nor the intricacies of the modern style.

Countless hidden eyes were watching in the proximity, most of which were well-trained intelligence agents, and some were mages from the Ministry of Magic. Given their training and competence, they wouldn’t be able to see Wayne and Mona even if they were right in front of their eyes, so long as the two didn’t want to be seen.

Wayne and Mona vaulted over a window into the main house, finding a spacious, well-lit hall with luxurious decorations, including a chandelier hanging off the ceiling, expensive oil paintings on the walls, and fine carpet covering the floor... Every part of the house was thoughtfully adorned, leaving no room to breathe.

Wayne wasn’t a fan of the style. Just like a flower with no leaves, a combination of main features without supporting elements made the visual experience exhausting.

The Princess’s estate didn’t have any magical defenses in place. As soon as Wayne and Mona entered, Juno sensed their arrival and hurriedly made her way to the main hall with her fiancé and her puppet substitute.

Since it was past the agreed time, Juno had thought that Wayne wouldn’t show up and thus decided to kill time with her fiancé and puppet. As she rushed to greet her guests, her clothes were a little unkempt.

According to Mona’s investigation, the Princess’s fiancé was Alistair, whose hidden surname was Romanov, a surname that should’ve been wiped out. There was no verifying whether Alistair’s blood was pure, but his surname was true. If the nation experienced a power disruption, he would be entitled to take the throne.

‘He’ was gentle-looking with short hair like Juno, fair skin, and bright eyes, looking handsome but also feminine in a well-fitted men’s shirt.