Envy was startled, abruptly halting her drawing of the magic circle out of fear of making an error in her chaotic state of mind. She turned towards Daniel, who stood behind her.
His countenance wore a cold expression, yet a hint of panic mixed with relief at the safety of his daughter. His gaze, when fixed on Envy, was complicated. Daniel's feelings towards Envy were equally intricate. He recognized her as a capable mother, excelling in cooking, housework, and various skills that women from ancient times were known for.
However, there was a shadow of doubt in his mind about where her true loyalty lay. It was as if she had opened up to him and others, but something remained hidden in the depths of her being, a secret closely guarded and concealed from prying eyes.
