As the night passed and the sun rose up to the sky. The day Ara planned to head to the southern part arrived. Hamon had sent a letter to Ara, urging her to come before the grand ball. However, she already had plans to go there even if Hamon hadn't told her to come. Ara wanted to make sure that he attends this time, she didn't trust the Prince that much, he might change his mind and not appear just like he did in her previous life.
Ara had slept late last night, because she was busy preparing to make sure the Boxton mansion would run smoothly without her presence. It had taken her longer than expected to sort out everything, and Ara hadn't been able to go to bed earlier until it was almost morning.
