In this type of situation, Evelyn would have normally joked around for a bit until she changed the topic to her fiancé in consideration of Lyla. Of course, it wasn’t only for Lyla’s sake since she really wanted to boast about him too. It seemed like today’s conversation would also carry on this way until Lyla, who usually listened to Evelyn without saying anything, opened her mouth.

“Lady Evelyn.”

“Yes?”

Even after calling Evelyn’s name, Lyla didn’t say anything. 

When she saw that, Evelyn seemed to have misunderstood something, and her eyes widened. “Did something happen between you and Zich?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“Is that so?” At Lyla’s firm denial, Evelyn was disappointed. “Then, what is it?”

“About your fiancé…Albus Windpool…”

“Is there something you want to ask about my dear fiancé?” Even her voice indicated the affection Evelyn had for him.

From the conversation she had with Evelyn in recent days, Lyla knew how much Evelyn loved Albus. Unlike Zich who still couldn’t accept the stark difference between ‘Marquess Evelyn Rouge’ and ‘Succubus Evelyn Rouge,’ Lyla was now more used to this current Evelyn. It was because she had grown closer to Evelyn after meeting her continuously for the past...