The Midnight Encounter

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One night, Robin sat in the palace library, reviewing Anna's case notes.

Suddenly, a faint jingling sound caught his attention.

"An anklet?" Robin wondered.

He followed the sound to Bella's room.

A melodious voice sang in Bengali:

"Ami je tomar..."

("I am yours...")

Robin's eyes widened. "Bella?"

He posed as King Charlie, hoping to uncover Bella's intentions.

"Bella, my love," Robin said, adopting the king's tone. "Why do you haunt these halls?"

The singing stopped. A chill ran down Robin's spine.

"Bella?" Robin repeated.

A faint whisper replied, "Charlie...you've returned."

Robin continued the ruse. "My love, I've come back for you."

Bella's voice grew stronger. "You deceived me, Charlie. You took David from me."

Robin's heart sank. "David? Your co-dancer?"

"Yes," Bella hissed. "You killed him. And now, I'll ensure your lineage suffers."

Robin's eyes locked onto the shadowy figure.

"What do you plan, Bella?"

"Next New Year's Eve," Bella vowed, "I'll claim my revenge. The Malakai family will pay for their sins."

Robin's grip on his harmonica tightened.

"I won't let that happen, Bella," he whispered.

Bella's laughter echoed through the room.

"You can't stop me, Charlie. My curse will unfold."

The anklet's jingling faded, and the room fell silent.

Robin exhaled slowly.

"Elsa needs to know," he thought.

But as he turned to leave, a faint whisper lingered:

"Robin...you're not Charlie...

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