Settling old scores, though late, is inevitable.
When attending the banquet, Artor, as a Dragon Knight, stood outside Ellie Miller's room, waiting quietly.
Caesar, like a big emo dog, drooped its head and squatted next to its owner.
All because Ellie had posted a "notice" on her door.
[No entry for Artor and Caesar.]
The maids passing by couldn't help but giggle.
Caesar Dragon occasionally bared its teeth at them to express its displeasure.
Soon, Catherine finished Ellie's makeup, and when she came out, she shook her head helplessly at Artor.
The meaning was roughly: Your Highness, good luck on your own, I've tried to persuade her, but it really doesn't work.
Artor: "..."
Artor looked again at Caesar Dragon standing on the other side of the door.
He swore that he really had tried to stop it.
But when he was about to speak, this one, this creature beside him, plunged into her embrace...
He instantly dared not say a word.
