Clearly, what he was about to face was not some cordial social event, but a banquet fraught with hidden blades and treachery.
Lynn squinted his eyes but didn't retort, steadying Eleanor as they alighted from the carriage.
At this moment, the little girl had completely transformed into her brother's clingy candy, gripping his waist tightly, her small face hidden behind his back.
Eunice and Fourth Prince Joshua had already gone in early, most likely making the first move to accuse others.
Yet, Lynn wasn't panicked—he desired exactly this effect.
As the grand doors were slowly pushed open, the pale golden light shone upon Lynn's face.
And... the countless gazes that turned towards the sound.
...
The moment the relief-carved doors of the Council Hall swung open, Ivyst turned her head reflexively to look.
When the familiar figure entered her sight, a trace of joy appeared in her eyes.
Although they had been separated for mere hours, it felt like an eternity to her.
