Chapter 25: The Feeling of Being Defended.
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As they walked away from the oppressive atmosphere of the hall, Salviana’s mind raced, still trying to make sense of the accusations. But amidst all her confusion, something else gnawed at her. Alaric’s silence in that room—it wasn’t the cold indifference she expected. It felt more like... satisfaction. She couldn’t help but notice the faint hint of relief in his demeanor.
Why would he be relieved?
"Alaric," she called, her voice sharp with curiosity.
He turned to her with a raised brow, his usual aloof expression firmly in place. "Yes?" He’s still finding it endearing that she calls him by his name.
She studied him for a moment before speaking, her tone pointed. "You look relieved. In fact, you look ’pleased’ by this ban." She said with raised brows.
Alaric’s lips curled into a small, almost amused smile. "I didn’t know I was that easy to read."
"You shouldn’t be relieved, Alaric. A ’child’ got burned," Salviana said, her voice growing firmer, frustration creeping into her words.