Chapter 114 - The Royal Hunting Festival

By the time Lina woke the following morning, the white rose had already withered, although a faint fragrance still lingered around it. She picked it up and examined its shriveled petals, feeling rather surprised. She had assumed that a flower brought by such a suspicious nonhuman creature would possess some extraordinary quality and would not wither so easily, yet it appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary rose. She could not understand what that fellow had been trying to accomplish by leaving it behind. The more she thought about him, the more inexplicable his behavior seemed, and she eventually decided that trying to understand him was a waste of her time.