The weight of Spade's words and tone fell heavily on Arren. His gaze, which carried a thousand words, was shortened to those few words, but it still couldn't convey what he truly wanted to say.
At that moment, Arren thought that he could finally understand him slightly. The emperor was someone above all others in the empire, but ultimately, he was a human, after all.
He could make mistakes. He would get confused too. Spade was not perfect. That Arren realized at that point.
Of course, he already knew that, but it was inevitable that if you liked someone, you couldn't help but put that person on a pedestal. Arren had been admiring and loving Spade for so long. Spade was his first love.
"I don't want to say any reasons that will come out as excuses," Spade continued. A stiff smile then appeared on his lips. "I also won't ask for anything else at the moment. Arren, I just hope to see you."
