Chapter 66: The Call
“Ugh, it’s cold....”
While staring out at the swiftly changing scenery beyond the awkward silence of the carriage, I shivered at a sudden chill and turned my gaze to the side.
‘Is the Lady glaring at me again?’
But contrary to my expectations, Lady Meredia wasn’t looking at me. She was staring at Cecil, who sat beside me, wearing a sullen expression.
“Lady Meredia, is something wrong—”
“Hey.”
Just as I was carefully about to speak, wondering what this was about now, Meredia cut in—not to me, but to Cecil—her voice cold.
“If you’ve got something to say, say it already.”
“...Ah, well...”
“Don’t make that pitiful puppy face.”
At those words, Cecil hesitated for a moment, swallowed dryly, and then shifted her gaze toward me.
“O-Oppa.”