Chapter 545. Hidden Intentions

Caitlin couldn’t figure out what L.L.K. stood for, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it. King Leif VI sat quietly just a few feet away, waiting patiently.

She adjusted the violin on her shoulder, tuned it lightly, and began to play.

Leif VI leaned back in his wheelchair, resting his chin on his hand, silently listening.

The sound of the violin always pulled him back to that beautiful, distant memory.

He remembered the first time he met her—drawn in by a haunting melody. He had followed the music and found her by a lakeside near the hotel, bathed in morning light, glowing like an ethereal spirit.

Just like now, he hadn’t disturbed her. He had simply watched and listened, allowing the moment to stay unbroken.

Back in the reception hall, Federico and the rest of the orchestra waited.

The longer Caitlin was gone, the more anxious he grew.

What exactly did the prince want with her? What if something happened?

Unable to sit still an