In the evening~
Cathain's heart finally felt at ease as the familiar gold carriage of the imperial family finally stopped before the castle and everyone came out one by one.
He expectantly took a step ahead to see her, but there was a weird vibe coming from her as she looked up to meet his eyes before bowing her head to greet him politely.
"Your Highness,"
"…"
Her jewel-blue eyes were still as bright and clear as before but the cold and sharp look felt new to him, who had gotten used to the lively nature of Milenka.
Thus, he had almost forgotten the cold and unbothered attitude of Eleanora La Alexander Dalton.
Cathain lowered his head as he scoffed at himself.
Wasn't it he who was dying to see her old self?
He was the one who kept searching for Eleanora in Milenka.
Then why is he so afraid now?
