After sending Enolius and the priest out of the room, Loic leaned his forehead against the door.
Going to meet Annette at the shopping district had been a sudden decision—an impulse, really. Even after sending Tiern ahead, he couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling in his chest.
Eventually, he followed his instincts, took a carriage, and rushed to the lakeside.
Just as he was about to step out of the carriage after waiting for the crowd to thin, he saw Tiern approaching with Raphael.
“Where is the Grand Duchess?”
“She’s over there with Norton,” Tiern answered, turning his head.
Loic followed his gaze—and froze.
A strange man was standing beside Annette.
Loic quickly brushed past Tiern and hurried forward. The moment the man turned his head toward him, a chilling aura swept through Loic’s entire body.
“Annette!”
He shouted her name just as the man placed a hand on her…
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