The memories of Arren's birthday were both bitter and sweet to him. But more than that, it was still an experience that he would never forget.
The happiness that he felt magnified his fantasy, and the pain that came after brought him back to his reality. Even though Arren expected it, being rejected for the first time still left a faint scar in his heart and even confidence.
After that night, while he said that he would still continue his visit to the palace, Arren was still compelled to give himself a buffer. He didn't visit the palace for a few months; at least he had an excuse for himself.
He was not avoiding the emperor; the school year had only started and he was busy, that was all. Of course, it was debatable if he himself was convinced by this reason.
"Heartless," Arren muttered in the air as he pursed his lips. Looking at the big screen, where the news was reporting the emperor's visit to an institution.
