"Diana, Rumdrax was always that kind of person. There's no need to be disappointed."
Rumdrax had accepted Bella's request. There was no way he hadn't noticed she was lying. And yet he'd still agreed to help her.
"And don't accept the flowers."
Cassion offered that advice as I sank, exhausted, onto the sofa.
"I can't just refuse outright. I want to know what Bella's actually thinking, too. They're just flowers."
"I don't know. If her intentions aren't ordinary, why would you expect the gift to be?"
Worry filled Cassion's eyes.
"I'll handle it. Your Highness, it's late. If you're going to keep melting the ice wall, you should get at least a little sleep. Go on back now."
As always, it was the sun that finally drove back the darkness of a night without even a moon. The pitch-black dark receded, and a faint light began to spread.
"Diana."
Cassion…
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