Another day came, and Abel became restless, but not because of his nightmares coming back since it wasn't like he wouldn't dream of his tragic pasts every now and then. Usually, it only happened whenever he was anxious, but lately, he had a lot going on, especially about Rosela.
[Mason, make sure you report everything to me about Rosela,] Abel telepathically reminded his curb that he had assigned to Rosela. [She might do something stupid, so I want you to closely look at her every move.]
[Everything is fine, Master. Please don't worry,] Mason reported, making Abel let out a sigh of relief. [Lady Rosela has been very busy doing her usual work and hobbies, especially in the opera.]
