Sensing the sudden shift in Prince Kael's aura, Zora paused slightly. When she turned to look at him, she found that the lazy curve at the corner of his lips had sharpened, his gaze sinking into something dark and restrained.
"If you survive a great calamity, you're bound to be blessed afterward," she said softly.
Her voice was gentle, calm, as if smoothing ripples on water.
She already understood that the incident with the monster beasts had left a knot in Prince Kael's heart.
Every time the subject surfaced, his emotions inevitably fluctuated, and this change… she could not help but feel it was connected to her.
Prince Kael looked at her deeply, as though trying to carve her image into his very soul. After a brief moment, he nodded.
The suppressed heaviness around him gradually dissipated, and the familiar, slightly wicked smile returned to his peerless face.
Only then did Zora relax inwardly.
