"There's another one," Tiralein added.
I straightened my back unconsciously. "Alive?"
Tiralein made a strange expression then. "We don't know," she said. I raised my brows, and waited patiently for more explanation by putting my hand on my lap. "He's His Majesty's uncle; Princess Yuralein--and my--grandfather, so to speak. Never one to settle down; always went around doing his own adventure, and came back with lots of souvenirs from the demon realm, even the human realm. I still have some of the things he gave me when I was a child,"
She paused with a nostalgic smile on her face. And yet, her eyes seemed to be filled with sorrow. Even though he was presumably alive? I took an untouched glass of shirac fruit juice on the table and offered it to her.
