The Emperor’s Daughter Chapter. 119
It’s strange to see a man kneeling before Caitel from under the platform. I should be glad that I had guessed correctly, but there’s this odd sensation within me for some reason. Oh, my.
A dry voice rang in the royal audience hall. It differed greatly from the voice I heard earlier, so I turned my head to him. Caitel somehow had a strange facial expression. It’s kind of like his face had melted a little more than usual. What’s this? Did I see it wrong? I rubbed my eyes and looked at him again, but Caitel was the same.
What was that? I didn’t think it’s the same Caitel I knew.
“How are you feeling?”
“I am doing well and much better now. Thanks for your concern.”
The mood in this hall was heavy.
A dry and cold atmosphere. There was an atmosphere that one could not easily intervene. I was holding my breath, and now I feel like I was about to choke from this cold tension. I could tell that these two had a master and servant dynamic, but I felt like they were n