"..."
"......"
In the meticulously cleaned dungeon, Ronald walked to the edge of the cell after the guard left and reached out to shake Luna, who had just been taken out of a sack.
The girl was not deeply unconscious.
So with just a gentle shake from Ronald, she gradually awoke from her faint.
Then, it was a moment of peaceful staring, big eyes meeting small eyes.
Although Luna had just awoken from unconsciousness and couldn't clear up many things, looking at Ronald, who woke her up, she understood that the man in front of her was dragged into this because of her, ending up in this underground prison.
After nearly half a minute of mutual gazing, Luna finally spoke with a voice so small it was almost undetectable, her expression filled with grievance and pain:
"Ronald, I... I'm really sorry."
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have experienced such misfortune. Truly, I'm very sorry..."
Ronald accepted Luna's apology without any burden.
