The Moriarty estate was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. Albert Moriarty placed a sealed royal envelope on the table, his sharp gaze sweeping over his two younger brothers.

“We’ve received a special mission from the government.”

William tilted his head slightly, still holding his teacup. Louis sat across from him, calmly listening.

“We have to protect a royal girl.”

A faint smile crossed William’s lips. A member of the royal family needing Moriarty’s protection? How amusing.

“Who is she?”

“Irene Windsor, the daughter of a high-ranking royal branch. The problem is… she’s arrogant, stubborn, and sees no one as her equal.”

William set his teacup down, a glimmer of intrigue in his crimson eyes. “And who’s after this little princess?”

Albert replied slowly, “An underground organization. She knows a secret that makes her a target for elimination.”

William chuckled, his scarlet gaze gleaming with interest. The game has officially begun.