There was a reason why none of the elves identified Lia as a princess. Since she never showed her face to anyone whenever the elves would visit the Vanne Kingdom, none of them knew what the only daughter of the late king looked like.
So Lia continued to pretend as if she wasn't aware of the war. But when she heard about her father's death, her breath stopped. The cup slid down her hands and broke on the ground as the liquid spread on the surface.
Zion, who was still sipping his drink, stopped for a second as he glanced at the princess's expressionless face before putting the cup down. It didn't seem reasonable if he continued to drink his tea when his master had stopped.
After a long time, Lia recovered her voice, but her face was still cold. "The king died?" She asked this question as if she couldn't believe what she heard just now.
