Eza

"I'm just homesick."

Ezekiel stopped as a result, but his brows furrowed in disbelief. She cried because she missed home?

Wait a moment…

The man began to notice something strange. He turned to the woman and looked at her deeply. When he thought back… none of Ezra's family had tried to contact her or visit her in the palace.

But wasn't this girl the youngest daughter of the Beryl family, as well as a Saintess?

Shouldn't she be the pride of the family?

As soon as he thought about it like that, other oddities emerged. If she was such an important person in her family, there was no way the Beryl Family would allow her to be adopted by the Emperor, right? Then…

“We can visit your household after the wedding. Or… we can take the time to visit before the wedding,” said Ezekiel.

"Are you for real? You will accompany me?” asked Ezra with a cheerful face. “Ayy, you are indeed good, Your Highness.”

Ezekiel still felt Ezra was hiding something. But what it was?