[Portia's POV]
It has been a long time since I thought I had terrible luck. God might have resented me so much that he did not let me fall in peace. He even rubbed salt into the wound—my wound.
Not enough making me get chased by those damned drunkards; now I hit someone I want to avoid the most in this life.
"Por … tia?" says Kazech with a surprised face. He must not expects will meeting me here, in the slums.
Still, why must he, out of all people?
Besides, what is Kazech doing in a place like this?
If I, of course, bring Kiel with me out from here and not let him die again like in the past. However, I never knew that Kazech ever lay a foot in the slums. I think he is a perfect crown prince who lives behind the palace's fence. He was born, raised, and grew up to be a king. For what reason is a pureblood like him entering the slums?
"Hey, stop right there!"
