In the midst of the grandiose bed, the "room's master," who had just awakened, leaned against the pillows and examined Duncan, the unexpected guest, with curious eyes—his silver hair and purple pupils were so familiar.
Duncan subconsciously called out the name "Alice"—a deep, hoarse voice, like a muffled resonance, emanated directly from the chest of his shell.
But immediately after, he frowned slightly, coming to his senses from the momentary surprise and astonishment, and looked contemplatively at the lady.
She was not Alice—despite looking exactly alike, her temperament was utterly different, and what was more important... Alice would not appear in this place, so the greater likelihood was...
"Lei Nora," Duncan guessed the identity of the person in front of him, and, with an inquiring look, he slowly began to speak while gazing into her eyes, "Frost Queen?"