It was the next day, around midday, when the sun shone brightest.
Aqua walked from the main mansion back to Cassius's estate in her usual witch outfit—big hat perched on her head, dark robes flowing behind her, looking as beautiful and commanding as ever.
But right now, she had a deep frown on her face, despite the stunning gardens surrounding her.
This was because she had just returned from visiting her father, one of the reasons she had come back here in the first place.
She had heard he had gone completely insane.
Or rather, he seemed to have lost all his previous ambitions, goals, and drive, turning into a simple, broken man who stayed by his third wife's grave all day.
Hearing this, she had no choice but to go visit him, even though she had absolutely no desire to see her father.
After all, she had no good memories of him.
He had always been cold. Calculating. Distant.
