Swan had been waiting for Gale to return.
She was informed by the cat maids that Gale left the castle to Holy Achate for a work matter. But seeing the way Myra and Maya averted their gazes, it was painfully obvious that Gale was trying to do something against the people in Holy Achate.
Though she hated her stepmother and half-sister for tormenting her, she didn't hate the innocent people who never knew about her existence at all.
Feeling anxious, she waited until Gale returned to the bedroom late at night. He was holding what looked like a golden spear in his hand.
"Ah, you haven't slept yet?" Gale smiled as he walked towards his mate, who was sitting on the bed. He sat on the bed and kissed Swan on the cheek. "No need to wait for me if you want to sleep. Sometimes, I have to travel somewhere far away."
Swan didn't smell any scent of blood, but she was still feeling uneasy. Thus she asked, "Where have you been, Gale?"
