"Don't worry, Princess. I've got your back."
The voice seemed to ease Sharon's anxiety. Her nervous expression slowly hardened into a determined one as she rose to her feet.
Under the watchful eyes of Nathan, Elizabeth, the concubines, princes and princesses, and the kingdom's high-ranking officials, she walked gracefully toward Catrine.
"What is your name, Princess?" Catrine asked calmly, though her voice felt cold and detached.
Sharon looked at her and replied, "My name is Sharon Valura, Miss Catrine."
She tugged lightly at the hem of her dress and bowed politely.
Her soft voice, free of any arrogance, made Catrine feel more at ease.
However, when she remembered Clareth's nature—so different from her initial impression—her expression grew cold again.
"Alright, place your right hand on this crystal ball," she instructed.
Sharon gave a small nod and placed her right hand on the crystal ball.
To everyone's surprise, the crystal ball showed no reaction.
