In the grand hallway of the Inner Palace, Liliana walked at a leisurely pace, holding a letter in her hand.
Clad in a simple yet beautiful black gown, her graceful and captivating presence shone through effortlessly.
However, there was a noticeable change in her usual demeanor. Her typically calm and composed expression was now tinged with nervousness as she glanced at the letter every now and then.
"How should I tell Lyra about Heidel's death?" Filled with confusion and sorrow, she thought to herself.
After receiving the letter earlier, she knew she should tell Lyra as soon as possible. However, she felt uneasy, fearing that the news would cause Lyra even more distress.
Adding to her discomfort was the guilt she felt for concealing the truth—that Heidel had actually wished to die on the battlefield—from Lyra.
Reflecting on this, she sighed softly, feeling weighed down by the burden.
