While Wesley was frightened by Leonard's shadow hands that reached far beyond his scope of understanding, the latter had returned to his suite.
As he lay on the bed, he gestured for Mirelle to massage his legs. Having stood and walked for so long, his legs had gotten sore.
Mirelle didn't resist this time and seemed eager to help massage his legs.
"Hoh, no complaining this time?" Her lack of resistance surprised Leonard.
"The work you have done today has helped many victims. A little massage isn't much." Mirelle replied. She couldn't have imagined that the banquet he insisted on holding despite the tragedy would be for this outcome.
He had truly kept everyone in the dark!
"The victims are innocent. They are merely collateral of those in power." Leonard softly commented. "Moreover, I am also partially responsible for their plight."
"Please don't blame yourself, Crown Prince."
