Chapter 365 - 364. Peace Treaty (1)
Before Anastasia could scream again, the carriage abruptly stopped, and Lyall rushed over. The door swung open, and Anastasia practically stumbled out, seeking refuge behind him. It was fortunate that we were on a secluded path—no one was around to witness the chaos.
Nox, perched on Lyall’s shoulder, fluttered over to mine instantly, recognizing me despite my disguise.
"My lady," Lyall spoke, steadying Anastasia as she clung to his arm.
I sighed touching my earstud, allowing my form to shift. The long, flowing blue hair faded into a deep black, and my striking ocean-blue eyes were replaced by familiar crimson hues.
"Please don’t be frightened, my lady. It’s me, Ace D’Arc," I said gently.
Anastasia peeked out from behind Lyall, her brows furrowing in confusion before her eyes widened in recognition.
"L-Lord Ace?" she breathed, still shaken.
"But who was that b-blue-haired man?"
I chuckled. "A disguise, my lady. I was handling some matters and couldn’t return to your residence in time, so I came directly to the carriage. I apologize for scaring you—I assumed it was your father’s."
Anastasia hesitated but slowly relaxed, stepping out from behind Lyall. "I-I don’t understand this..."
"You’re not the only one, my lady," I teased lightly, my voice laced with amusement.