Henya could say with certainty that there had never been a moment in her life when she realized so much in such a short time.0

Why did I tell a complete stranger my secret?0

They say highly refined skills were indistinguishable from magic; Keter’s way with words approached the realm of magic. It wasn’t mere coincidence or a lapse in judgment—Keter had struck when Henya was in the place she felt safest, and hit her weakest point. More importantly, Keter had nothing to lose even if she didn’t answer the question. That was why he could ask without hesitation.0

Henya, on the other hand, had never once imagined that a stranger would run off after hearing her secret. After all, this was Eslow’s palace, the safest place in the world. She had firm faith that even if someone were a stranger, they wouldn’t dare act carelessly here.0

“Even so, shouldn’t he have at least asked for my permission first?!”0

Henya, fuming, hurried to get ready. She wiped off her makeup, took off her dress, and finally put on her jet-black armor before she left the room. 0

But even then, she couldn’t just rush straight to Wid; she had to be extremely cautious. Although Eslow had granted Henya unlimited freedom, there was one exception: her future spouse.0

“I don’t care who it is. But I won’t...0