Chapter 88. A Hot Night (1)
“Is he giving in because of the Grand Duchess’s pressure?”
The way he flinched earlier, telling me not to come closer—it seemed he was scared the Grand Duchess might find out.
Feeling hurt rising up to my throat, Meisel had no choice but to offer a polite farewell.
With every step she took away, the faint sounds of her ornaments sounded strangely pitiful.
***
“Are you okay?”
After watching Meisel glance back and leave, I checked Loic’s condition first.
“She didn’t touch you, did she?”
“I’m fine,” Loic said, clearing his throat.
“It was thanks to you that you arrived when things got dangerous…”
Even in his awkwardness, I could see a hint of a smile on his face.
It seemed my little “performance” earlier had impressed him.
“You can still laugh right now?”
When I scolded him, Loic pressed his lips together.
“No.”…
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