The dim light of the fireplace flickered, making a soft crackling sound of the charcoal. The warm glow filled the room where the two of them sat facing each other.
Layla had gone quiet after saying those words.
"I despise those Lunovars."
She looked straight at Leon with an expression that was so intense that it made her appear evil. The anger behind her words was clear, and Leon understood that well enough.
Something had happened in the past to Leon that made her feel this strongly.
Leon recalled she mentioned the king doing something she could not forgive.
'Exactly what happened? What did the king do?' Leon ran few possible scenarios in his head, but the old Leon was
Leon could not ask her directly.
He was Leon now, so asking about something that happened to him would only seem strange. He needed to keep his expression calm.
