"What are you thinking about?" King Zander inquired after noticing his aide standing in the same position, lost in a trance as he stared at the empty corridor.
Reina had her back towards the King and was gawking at the path that the Saintess had taken to flee from this place.
Simultaneously, she had been trying to figure out how much the story her sister had written must have progressed to witness this kind of an outcome.
According to her assumptions, the story must have just begun, and hence the King had not shown excessive favor towards the Saintess.
However, this would soon change after a few more encounters with the pink-haired woman.
Therefore, Reina was planning how to deal with this issue that would appear in the future when she heard the King's curious inquiry.
There was absolutely no way that she could express what was truly on her mind right at that moment so she chose to reveal the safest alternative.
