Jed held the teacup with both hands, looking at her reflection, worried about Ahtal's safety, hoping that Ahtal could successfully kill Siegfried. All she wanted was to see Ahtal return safely, which would finally put her hanging heart at rest.
But for "Yasiraqi," it was different.
"Yasiraqi, are you... okay?" She looked up at Yasiraqi across from her. The usually calm and confident princess appeared extremely... fragile, which was heart-wrenching to see.
In response, Yasiraqi shook her head, forcing a smile, and pushed the fruit plate in front of her toward Jed.
"It's okay, I've prepared myself mentally."
Jed fell silent, picking up the fruit from the plate and eating it in small bites without continuing the conversation.
She knew that Yasiraqi had feelings for Ahtal and also admired her own father, Siegfried.
And now these two men... were in a deathmatch.
