The tension thickened in the room as Sasha's keen eyes darted between Adela and Egon. Any doubts about their romantic involvement dissipated, and she felt compelled to help Kaiser de Lanark save face.
"Lady Adelaide, do you have proof of Egon's presence in your room that night?" Sasha inquired, her voice steady.
Adela nodded resolutely. "Yes, Princess Sasha. Egon left his jacket behind that night. It's still in my room."
Sasha's expression remained composed, yet she couldn't deny that Lady de Lanark's behavior continued to surprise her. The young woman was unlike any of the Emorian women she had crossed paths with before. Was it Kaiser's influence on her that had shaped her into this unique individual?
