Chapter 203 - Your Lack Of Actual Expectation Stabs At Me... But Her Lack Is Obviously False!

Qatrand stood looking back at Anper er Yecine as the crowd flowed behind him. While the two shared enough similarity to be labeled family, there were plenty of details that had been acquired from her mother's lineage.

"I only reminded them of our duty to observe carefully and protect others."

Her voice remained steady without betraying any of her earlier emotions. His lips thinned at her choice of words and he took a step away. The swordswoman noticed his gaze drift to her raven hair - to the carefully tied black ribbon holding it back from her neck.

Something shifted in his expression as he stopped in place. He had taken note before that his 'heir' had taken to tying their long hair back more frequently with a spare leather cord. It wasn't that unusual for the younger Yecine to do… but soft silk?

'The Goltbred witch must have given it.'