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XXXI: Iffy

The eldest prince was strolling outside of Huxley's backyard when he saw a familiar figure sitting by the boardwalk of the lake. He made a smooth curve on his lips seeing her, but for some reason, he felt bothered by her expression.

She was staring far away, the moon illuminating her face. It looked like she was one with the dim-looking natural satellite. It was the first time that the man ever saw her with that expression because he got used to her looking spiteful or sarcastic.

Before he was about to arrive at where the lonesome-looking woman was, he passed by a poinsettia shrub that was of snowy and scarlet hue. He picked out the snowy-colored one since it resembled how sullen she looked, before starting to walk near her.