Awkward Journey

She pushed open the heavy doors without hesitation.

Inside, Alaric was in the middle of a meeting, seated at the long oak table, surrounded by his advisors and knights. 

The air was tense, discussions quiet but firm, yet the moment she entered, the room fell into silence.

Alaric lifted his gaze to her, his icy blue eyes unreadable.

"Leave us," he commanded, his tone calm yet absolute.

No one hesitated. Papers were gathered, chairs scraped against the floor, and within moments, the room was empty.

The door shut behind the last advisor, and now it was just the two of them.

She was still mad.

And he knew it.

As soon as they were alone in the office, Salviana spoke with quiet determination.

"Let's go and look for Jean."

Alaric frowned. "What? But Lucius has already left for that."

She didn't argue. She simply stood, meeting his gaze with unwavering resolve. That was enough. He knew she wasn't backing down.