A few minutes earlier
Dyana was seated at her desk, absentmindedly flipping through administrative documents. The stack of parchments in front of her should have demanded her full attention, but her mind kept wandering, always returning to the same obsession. She felt strangely confused, restless, and the cause of this unusual nervousness was none other than Kaiser.
Normally, it was she who maintained a certain distance, careful not to seem too eager. Yet this time, the situation had reversed without her expecting it.
It had now been several weeks since Kaiser had sought her out, and this prolonged absence was eating her up inside. She had even begun to wonder if he had simply grown tired of her, if the interest he had shown had faded as quickly as it had appeared.
