He wore one of the kingdom's gaudy front-tied garments, glittering with decorations, and an even flashier belt, striking proud poses in front of the mirror.
The man was giddy, wondering when to announce his engagement.
In a way, he was a lucky fool, blissfully content in his delusion.
Feeling he had touched something utterly pointless, Shiao Yi severed the connection and redirected his focus elsewhere.
Then, it happened, suddenly, without warning. Like lightning through the ocean of thoughts, Dominic's image appeared before him.
"What—?"
Panicking, he tried to chase the thought, but it vanished swallowed by the sea of countless minds.
Someone, somewhere, had thought of Dominic for just a brief moment.
He knew that much.
But before he could identify who it was, the image had disappeared completely, like a mirage fading into mist.
There was no clue to the direction, no hint of distance or place.
But still, that one fleeting trace was enough Shiao Yi was sure now.
