The Tyrant Is A Little Bit Kind

(Orlax’s POV)

Riana and I arrived at a basement located beneath the elin family’s house.

After opening the basement door, I saw a long corridor, with statues of people lining both sides.

"This is the Elin family’s tomb."

"I see."

I followed Riana in silence until we reached a spot where there was no statue but instead a large coffin where a person lay.

It was Baron elin, Riana’s father, lying there, appearing to have been cleaned thoroughly and dressed in appropriate clothing.

"Hello, Father."

Riana stepped forward and sat beside the coffin, unconcerned about her now dirty clothes.

"It was your wish to see me in my wedding dress, wasn’t it? Look, now I am wearing it. I got married today."

She placed her hand on her father’s cheek and began speaking in a soft voice tinged with sorrow.