Rodion was in a full panic. He couldn't find the prince no matter where he looked outside the manor. He had even circled the entire estate.
"Where the hell is he?"
The prince was missing, and Rodion couldn't think of any reason why he would suddenly disappear.
No... I haven't searched the whole manor yet. He must be somewhere, probably just sleeping.
With that thought, he hurried back inside, rushing up the stairs.
Rodion had no clear destination in mind—he just needed to search somewhere he hadn't yet checked, unconcerned about getting lost in the manor's maze-like hallways.
If he still couldn't find the prince after his last search, he would have no choice but to report to the baron.
"Hello…? Who goes there?"
That's…!