Reinhardt spoke in a light tone. However, his words left a deeper impact than he intended. For a moment, Princess Diana said nothing.
In the distance, the marigolds swayed in the breeze, their golden petals brushing against one another, filling the silence with a soft rustling sound.
Slowly, her hands that were clenched around her arms loosened. That said, her trembling did not stop completely.
"When I close my eyes, I still feel it. The weight. The pull. As if invisible chains were wrapped around my soul. I could see everything; I could hear everything. I screamed, but no sound came out. I begged… but my body obeyed something else. I thought I would never wake up."
Reinhardt listened without interrupting, his expression calm and grounded. He understood where the woman was coming from; after all, the spell that was cast on her was no ordinary spell, but a Monarch level one, a powerful spell that even surpassed High ranking spells.
