Uncertain Aftermath

Three Days Later…

The world around her felt absolutely colorless, as if someone had taken her soul and left her empty inside.

Luciana lay curled up on her bed, her eyes blank and distant, staring into the air as if searching for some faint sign of Vritra.

"Vritra…"

Her lips moved softly, whispering his name so quietly it was almost impossible to hear.

No one had the heart to disturb her.

Esmeralda sat beside her and soaked a cloth in cold, clean water to gently dab Luciana's forehead.

『Oh, my princess…』

She didn't say a word, just watched with eyes filled with silent sorrow. Seeing her once-lively princess now so broken and fragile, like a flower wilting away, tore at her heart.

She looked over at Head Maid Benita, who was quietly helping, occasionally giving Luciana's hand a little squeeze, as if trying to pull her back from the gloomy fog she was lost in.

"Will she… be like this forever?"