Chapter 21

"Please dry yourself off—you'll catch a cold like this."

Inside the carriage, Tanya quickly held out a handkerchief.

But Adele just sat there, lost somewhere far away.

She'd been like this ever since Tanya found her standing in the rain in the palace garden. Soaked to the skin by the sudden downpour, she hadn't so much as tried to take shelter—she seemed like someone who didn't even realize it was raining at all.

"If you fall ill, my lady, it's me who'll be in trouble."

With no other choice, Tanya dried her off herself.

Her hair, so prettily waved that very morning, hung limp and soaked now. The expensive silk dress was drenched and shapeless too.

But the worst of it was Adele's face.

Pale, with her green eyes gone empty and dark.

It was just like how she'd looked back when she lived at House Oswald.

"What on earth...…