Damon raised a brow. "How do you know it's me?"
The emperor finding out his identity was planned, but the princess also shockingly sniffed him out in a second. "My presence is gone, and my face is different, and yet you mumble my name so casually. What's the point in using a top-grade artifact to hide my identity?" Damon smiled bitterly.
Alzara let out a soft breath, the corner of her lips lifting despite how pale she still was. "You think I wouldn't recognize you just because you hid your face? No matter how much you erase yourself, no matter what disguise you wear… You still feel the same. I knew you would come to save me…"
Damon was about to say something when he realized that the woman was actually spouting complete and utter nonsense in a feverish dream. She probably wanted the person who saved her to be him and made a lucky guess.
