At least that was the most possible outcome.
Reis did return with an unhappy expression. He was tired from all the questions.
Were people always this curious? About the weirdest things, too.
Other than the usual questions, he also had to face questions like if he was an elf. Whether he was here on a divine mission. If he used magic to look young.
As if. If he had to alter his age, he'd have used it to make himself look older instead.
Avena actually did put a spell to make himself look older than he was, but it wasn't that effective.
What kind of soap he used–which he didn't even know, he'd have to ask the servants. It wasn't in the prince's memory either.
Soaps aside, no matter how much he scanned his memory, there wasn't even a record of such things ever happening to the prince.
Was he really that scary?
As far as memory served him, Ann wasn't ruthless. Just…oddly motivated to get on certain people's nerves.
None of that image was useful right now.
