The person I painted... is it you?
Looking up into Feiliya's emerald eyes and sensing the indescribable complexity within them, Prince Andre fell silent for a moment, then with a look of surprise, he replied:
"Feiliya? Why would you ask that? Who else could I have painted but you?"
"Brother Andre..."
The emerald-eyed girl pursed her lips and, instead of answering Prince Andre's question, turned her gaze aside and said softly:
"I've noticed that, when faced with questions you want to avoid, your favorite method is to answer a question with another question."
"..."
"Actually, being kidnapped by that maniac these past few days, my mind seems to have become 'clearer,' and I've figured out many things I couldn't understand before."
Staring intently at her sleeve, Feiliya said with a complicated expression:
