Andrew said, “Alright, Ms. Phelan, come with me.”

With too many eyes in the hall and no clue what Luna wanted, he led her upstairs to the second-floor balcony of Serenity Villa.

Luna glanced around casually and smiled. “This place is impressive.”

Andrew rarely saw her smile, which left him puzzled. “There’s no one here now, Ms. Phelan. If you have something to say, you can say it here.”

She pulled her gaze back and studied him, not rushing to speak, while Andrew met her eyes.

Up close, she was breathtaking. Her brows were sharp with pride, and her beauty carried an innate dominance that demanded attention. Even when she was not trying, she looked like someone born to stand above others.

Most people accepted that her arrogance was natural, but Andrew had never liked that about her.

“Andrew, it seems you don’t really like me, do you?” she asked bluntly.

Andrew shook his head. “With you, Ms. Phelan, it’s not about like or dislike. I’m just used to being free and don’t like living under someone else’s shadow.”

Luna nodded slightly, a soft smile on her lips. “I can see that. You’re not someone who can be easily tied down. Even if there were countless ways to restrain you, you’d still maintain your independence. That’s something I admire now, though, truthfully, I used to hate it. I don’t like people I can’t control.”

Andrew sighed. “If you came just to tell me this, then excuse me. I don’t like spending too much time alone with women I don’t know well.”

Luna stepped closer, tilting her chin up with a bit of force in her tone. “What’s wrong? Do you feel pressured being alone with me? Or are you worried your beautiful companions will get jealous?”

Andrew’s voice stayed flat. “Neither. I just think this is boring.”

Boring? Luna froze. Men lined up from Blumedale to Chetvine for a chance to be alone with her, yet this man found it dull and wanted to walk away.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation rising inside her. “Fine. Let’s talk business. From Governor McCormick, I’ve learned enough about your background and past. You really aren’t ordinary. The Lloyd royals of Chetvine never produce mediocrity, but even among them, you stand above the rest.”

Andrew’s face stayed calm. “And then?”

For Luna to know he was one of the Lloyd royals was not surprising. After all, Andrew had never really tried to hide it.

“Andrew, since you are from the Lloyd family, I want to ask you about someone.” Her next words stopped Andrew cold.

She continued, “The Dragon Prince of the Lloyds, the one with the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon tattoo… Ten years ago, when several Chetvine families joined forces against the Lloyds, I arrived too late.

“I wanted to see him one last time, to tell him everything I had kept in my heart. But it’s been more than ten years, and even after using every connection in the military, I still haven’t found him.

“Andrew, do you know where the Dragon Prince is now? If you do, please tell me. Don’t worry. I understand the rules, and I won’t reveal his location.”

Andrew stared at her, momentarily stunned. First, this woman was looking for the Dragon Prince, which was him. Second, her tone carried guilt and regret, like a lady searching for a lost love.

Yet, as far as Andrew remembered, he had never had any connection with Luna back in Chetvine.

He had no idea what else to say, so he asked, “Ms. Phelan, the Dragon Prince you’re talking about… Are you sure it’s him you’re looking for?”