The demon slave, who had been a subordinate of Isabella before being caught and sold off as a slave, was in a state of utter disbelief. His pupils constricted to the size of pinpricks, trembling along with the rest of his body. It was as if his entire being had been suspended in a moment of surreal shock. His eyes were so wide they appeared ready to burst from their sockets. Every muscle in his body froze; he was paralyzed by his intense emotional response, utterly at a loss for words. It was as though he had seen a ghost—or rather, a queen, long believed to be lost. His breath caught in his throat, and he stood there, trembling like a leaf in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.