While the butler was guiding Rio and others to a separate hall, the barons behind them had started their own talks. With Darren questioning Misha about his thoughts and ambitions, while Misha just shamelessly talking in circles and refusing everything.
His answer always being 'I just want my daughter to be happy, and to have freedom and no pressure to make that choice herself.' _ noble words, which the Heartwell head couldn't refuse.
On the other hand, Rio's steps paused as he reached an intersection. He glanced at the other side of the hallway, where lines of guards stood in security, with a bunch of maids standing by holding pots and plates in their hands.
"Is that where lady Celeste is resting?" Rio asked, taking a deep breath as the scent of medicinal aroma wafted in the air, filling his nostrils.
