As Eira walked back to the ballroom with her father, she kept glancing back and around the hallway hoping that she would see Elric, but it seemed he was already gone. After their conversation in her room, she had so many questions for him and for her parents as well. What exactly had transpired between them that made Elric resent them so much? And did her parents resent him the same way? What exactly had been going on in the past?
The redhead looked up at the man whose arm she was holding. Her father didn't seem like the kind of man to make enemies, neither did he seem like the type to step on anyone's toes. King Gareth was a noble man, friendly to all, and just to many. But from the look that Elric had in his eyes during their conversation, she could tell that he had been hurt by her family.
Eira took a deep breath before calling out to her father in a low tone. "father…?"