"Um… it's her, Lord King," Fina said, her voice tinged with shyness.
"No words can express the depth of my gratitude, Miss Fina," King replied warmly. He gently took Fina's hand, brushing his lips against it in a courtly gesture.
Fina's breath hitched at the unexpected touch, her cheeks igniting in a vivid blush. She shivered, overwhelmed by the moment.
"May the Heavens grant us an opportunity to meet again one day," King said with a soft smile.
"Y–Yes!" Fina stuttered before darting away in embarrassment.
Reynold stood frozen, dumbfounded, his expression mirroring that of the others. It was a scene none of them could grow accustomed to, no matter how often it happened.
Unbothered by their reactions, King turned his attention to the task at hand. He strode toward the door and knocked.
"Enter," a man's voice called from within.
King pushed the door open and stepped inside, the others trailing after him.
