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The festival had drawn to a close, and guests from foreign lands had taken their leave.
The members of the Lionheart family, too, journeyed back to Kiehl and the Black Lion Castle. Though they had come to Shimuin for Eugene without hesitation, the Black Lion Castle, which was the border stronghold, couldn’t be left unattended for long.
Yet, not all had departed.
“When do you suppose we’ll do it?” came a voice.
While the King of Aroth, the court wizards, and the tower masters had left, Melkith remained in Shimuin. From early dawn, she sought out Eugene, and even now, she trailed behind him while nagging incessantly.
“What are you talking about?” Eugene asked, feigning ignorance.
Her eyebrows twitched in irritation. But instead of showing anger, she rubbed her hands together while flashing a pitiful smile.
“Well… Eugene, we had such a good time yesterday, didn’t we? I thought so, but did you not?” Melkith said.
“Don’t say something like that. Someone’s going to misunderstand if they overhear your words,” responded Eugene.
“Last night, at the banquet. Was the promise we made just drunken words? Was it just a mere fleeting game for you?” Melkith forced tears into her eyes as she clung to Eugene. She pushed herself against him, clearly to draw the attention of onlookers, but to no avail.
Still, her desperate attempts proved ineffective. “...Ahem,” clearing her throat softly, Melkith straightened up and changed her target.
“Big Sis Sienna, speak for me. You also heard it yesterday!” Melkith begged.
“What… what are you...?” stuttered Sienna.
“I’m talking about Wynnyd, Wynnyd! Before he danced with you, Sis, he promised to...
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