The golden sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, beautiful and glittering like gold.
The otherworldly dust was scarce, and under these circumstances, there wasn't much dust visible in the sunlight. No wonder the streets and alleys were so clean.
She looked to her side, the man was no longer there; he must have gone out again.
She turned over, looking at the bed, the man's scent lingered in the air around her nose. She felt a twinge of heartache and an even greater longing to leave.
Not for anything else, nor because of another woman in the palace, but simply out of heartache for Norton Abyss. If they were in her world, at least he wouldn't be so tired.
And they could have time together. At this moment, Fiona Schmidt realized that money, status, and the length of life were not important; what mattered was happiness and being together.
"Ah..." She sighed with her eyes closed, just about to turn over when she suddenly heard footsteps by her ear.
