Meanwhile, a faint light bloomed in Prince Kael's eyes at Zora's words. Neither Zora called him out nor said anything against. She defended him instead.
Those eyes of his, dark as the deepest night, softened instantly. The stormy chill vanished, replaced by a gentle smile, like clouds parting to reveal sunlight.
His hand around Zora's shoulder unconsciously tightened. His heart was filled with quiet joy.
She had affirmed him, openly, in front of everyone.
More importantly, she had shown that in her heart, he mattered more than Raphael.
With that knowledge, how could he still feel even a trace of displeasure?
Seeing Prince Kael's expression change from gloomy to radiant in an instant, Zora felt both amused and helpless.
She had always thought he was a calculating, black-bellied fox. She never expected him to have such an unexpectedly childish side.
Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Zora spoke again, her voice calm as she tried to break the ice. "Shall we go out and take a look?"
