Merlin fell silent at his mother's words. He hadn't expected the engagement issue to resurface so gradually.
As far as he could remember, the engagement between Merlin Clay and Luna Tharot had been arranged when he was nine—technically, just a year ago.
Inevitably, he suspected that all of this was the result of the butterfly effect he had triggered two years earlier.
'The consequences turned out to be enormous. Could it be that the main character really won't appear...?' he muttered, his voice tense.
This fear had lingered for two whole years. Abel, who was supposed to be found by the royal family within the next year, might never be located.
If that happened, the future would descend into true chaos.
"Merlin? Why are you so quiet? Do you disagree with this engagement?"
His mother's worried voice pulled him from his thoughts.
He realized his father, mother, and sister were all watching him anxiously.
