As Ophelia continued watching the servants busy boarding the luggage and the ship crews preparing for their departure, she was feeling melancholy about the fact that she had gone through so much and was still going strong despite the pain and challenges she had gone through, and she hoped that she would maintain her resilience in the face of future hardships.
"What's with the look on your face?" a voice asked behind her.
Ophelia turned around and saw a towering black-haired man with a pair of azure eyes staring at her curiously, his expression filled with concern.
"There's nothing serious. I'm just intrigued by the fact that your crown prince is leaving without a bride," she stated truthfully.
The black-haired man, Leonard, curled up his lips into a smile and replied, "Well, you are the first one to ask about it."
Ophelia's eyebrow rose up, and she looked at him and said, "Why? I bet everyone was intrigued by it."