Chapter 143: Renslet’s Royal Letter (3)
The makeshift bed in the underground lab wasn’t particularly large—spacious for one person but a bit cramped for two. It was on this bed that I awoke.
The gentle glow of magical lights and the warmth of enchanted heating devices protected the lab from the darkness and chill of the underground space.
Between the contrasting cold and warmth, I opened my eyes.
Though it was a morning like any other, today felt remarkably different.
It was as if something that had been weighing me down had finally disappeared.
“...”
I turned my head to the empty spot beside me.
The Duchess of the Snowfield, who had shared such an intimate night with me from late afternoon until the early morning hours, had left quietly. Perhaps embarrassed, she had limped back to the High Tower at dawn.
Even though I had been aware of her departure in my half-asleep state, I hadn’t stopped her.