Hustace felt his entire head was in a daze. Logically, given his current situation, he should have felt sorrowful, anxious, and even a little frightened.
But reality always seemed to clash with the world one imagined. Not everything proceeded according to one's wishes; unexpected disruptions would inevitably arise, rendering the imagined world utterly unrecognizable.
This, perhaps, was the difference between reality and imagination.
Young Master Hustace, having long since departed the Government Mansion, had experienced this disparity more than once. Consequently, in some corner of his heart, his emotions did not fluctuate excessively because of it.
What currently left Young Master Hustace at a loss was the persistent loneliness he always felt deep within his heart.
