Duguen! 

‘Irene!’ 

Duguen!

‘Irene! Irene! Irene!’ 

Grid’s heart was exploding as he ran to the palace. The image of Irene in a pure white wedding dress was fluttering before his eyes. He imagined how happy Irene would be to regain her youth and tears filled his eyes. 

“Wife!” 

He even used Shunpo because he wanted to quickly see Irene’s smiling face. Grid arrived at the palace without the knights knowing it and opened the door to Irene’s bedroom. 

“Wife...?” Grid was baffled. Irene was sitting in front of the mirror with her head lowered. She seemed to be crying. 

“Y-Your Majesty? You’re back.” Irene belatedly noticed Grid’s arrival and rose from her seat in a startled manner. Her long silver hair was covering her small face. 

Grid wondered, “Are you crying? What happened?” 

Irene didn’t raise her head to the end and Grid was filled with an unknown anxiety as he reached out to her. However, Irene avoided his touch. 

“What is it? Why aren’t you showing your face?” 

Perhaps... had something gone wrong? All sorts of sinister thoughts struck Grid. 

“I... I...” Irene’s trembling...