"Lately… it feels like Ami doesn't come by as often."
After our training, Alice spoke offhandedly, but there was a faint heaviness in her voice.
For someone like her, who rarely showed her emotions, the hint of bitterness was striking. It made sense, though. With her small circle of connections, Amelia must have been one of the few she considered truly special.
"We talked about our engagement," I said.
The conversation had been a strange one, with a demon tangled somewhere in the middle. But at its core, it was about setting boundaries.
"Ah. And how did that turn out?"
"Instead of being tied down as fiancés right away, we agreed it would be better to enjoy our youth while we still can."
"I see…"
Her sigh this time was different — lighter, tinged with relief.
"So you won't have to stay at the Count's house after all."
"Yes. Thankfully, Lady Frontal was understanding of my situation."
"That's good to hear."
