Chapter 102
Kiaros shrugged once, then propped his chin up and spoke slowly.
“I still remember the night we were ambushed in the South. His Majesty the Emperor had just finished wiping them out, and he was wounded in the leg, all bandaged up. He’d lost a lot of blood. I was scared... it was the first time I’d ever seen him like that.”
“Ah...”
“Even in that awful situation, His Majesty said there’s always something good to be found.”
I blinked.
It was the first time Kiaros had spoken at length about himself.
Were we... this close?
But saying that aloud would probably hurt his feelings.
“Fifteen years without seeing each other might’ve been a bad thing, but the fact that you didn’t end up in the Magic Tower—that’s a good thing, Namia.”
He looked straight at me and smiled softly.
That perfectly sculpted face smiling at me made it hard to breathe.
I had to admit it—I'm not someone who judges people solely by looks, but Kiaros’s face really was something else.