Anna began to feel restless. As everyone's attention was focused on Mid, she quietly wiped away her tears.
She suddenly realized she was only wearing one earring. It wasn't that she didn't have any jewelry; it was that she simply hadn't been in the mood to dress up, so she had carelessly put on a pair of earrings.
But this was her home, where she'd played since childhood, and she knew every corner of the grand hall like the back of her hand.
Seeing that no one had invited her, Anna quietly slipped away from the crowd and pushed open a secret door in the corner of the hall to leave. She hurried back to her room, planning to fetch some jewelry before returning.
However, when she opened her wardrobe, she saw the sword Winters had given her, that garish sword with a gold scabbard.
"If a man writes you such a short letter, he definitely doesn't love you very much."
Catherine's words echoed in Anna's head like the whispers of a demon.
