"Why did you leave the duchy? Why did you leave me back then?"
Ramuja jolted and lowered his head. His Adam's apple bobbed over and over, but no sound ever came from his mouth. Aster waited patiently, his eyes were sharp and piercing, and the golden circle in his eyes slowly shrinking.
Silence engulfed the air. Aster tapped the floor with his boots slowly, "You're not going to answer?" he asked coldly.
Ramuja stayed silence. He opened his mouth, but decided to close it again.
"If you're not going to answer, I'll assume that you leave because you're disappointed in me," Aster said. His golden circle disappeared, and his pupils turned pure black.
Ramuja raised his head immediately, he stared into Aster's eyes, but realized that something was wrong with his Young Lord's eyes.
'It's similar to Grand Duchess' eyes when staring at me...' Those eyes looked beautiful, but their pure dark pupils could make the strongest man tremble in fear.
