The very next day, Lady Zinnia's relatively isolated palace received a guest.
"My, what an unexpected guest," Zinnia said with a gentle smile, looking at Octavia and a few servants who graced her small palace with their presence.
Octavia didn't say anything and just let herself in. A few guards and servants closely followed behind her, though a certain maid could only look down in shame.
Esstia could not look at Silva, feeling heavy and ashamed. If she had lifted her head, anyone would have seen the large eye bags and red eyes, signs of her crying the entire night.
Silva sighed. He did not blame her; she must have been compelled.
His jaw clenched as he shifted his gaze to the pregnant woman.
It was known that she was one of the people who pushed the Golds out. They had to be extremely careful with her.
A possible worst-case scenario was getting not only Bleulle, but also Hassen, on their tail.
At the same time, this could also be their chance to get what they need.
