At the Markel Mansion, Rachel received a letter from her older brother, Jay Markel, and smiled sweetly."Miss, what brings such joy?" Rachel's maid, Willow, asked.Rachel, with a calm expression, responded in a sweet voice, "My brother won a battle."Willow was overjoyed. "That's wonderful!"But soon, Rachel's smile faded, replaced by worry. "Has the prince still not replied?"Willow lowered her head. "Miss, don't worry, the prince is busy with state matters…"Rachel interrupted, "Don't lie to me. I know that the prince won't be happy with me entering the palace for the selection. I kept it from him and didn't dare to tell him to begin with." She sighed. "In the end, secrets can't be kept forever. But I don't regret it."Willow agreed, "You are destined for greatness; a small temple could never contain you."Rachel looked at her reflection in the mirror, her face strikingly similar to her cousin's. Her expression was serious and resolute."The prince has told me more than once
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