"Princess, do you know where Nolan went?"
Sitting on the sofa, Rafine held her teacup while looking at Elina in front of her.
Elina took a sip of tea, then shook her head. "I don't know where he went. He didn't say anything to me."
Rafine pouted, clearly dissatisfied with that answer. She took another sip of tea before complaining, "Why is he always so ignorant? Doesn't he think about your feelings?"
"Pfft!" Elina chuckled. "Don't take this the wrong way, Young Lady Rafine. My brother may look ignorant, but that's only on the surface. In truth, he's the most caring and sensitive person. He's just very good at hiding his feelings, so others only see what he wants them to see."
Having grown up with Nolan, Elina knew her brother well. His heart was soft, and he always cared about others.
She still remembered when they visited a Viscount's manor in the north. A little girl had been bullied by noble children, and her brother had kicked them until they cried.
