Just as Ethan was pondering whether he should force his way out.
The door to the room was shaken by a loud knocking.
"Ain, are you in there?"
It was the voice of a mature woman.
The Princess, who had been in a daze, seemed to wake up all at once, but her emotions remained steady, and she said to the outside, "I am, aunt, what's the matter?"
"Is Ethan with you?"
The woman asked again.
Who could it be?
Ethan had no impression of this voice, but he realized that this person seemed to be there to rescue him.
"He is, we're discussing some matters related to art."
Ainebez got off the piano calmly and without the slightest trace of guilt, slowly putting her clothes back on, looked at Ethan, and mouthed silently to him.
Well, what do you say?
Ethan nodded.
"Open the door then."
Ainebez said this toward the outside.
Then, she quickly whispered a sorry to Ethan, her face even turned slightly red, as if she were embarrassed.
This left Ethan even more puzzled.
