Fairies of the Attic

Leonrick invited Angor to a seat.

"Can you help my daughter, Mister Mask?!" Cyndia immediately spoke, fearing that Angor would disappear all of a sudden.

Angor looked at this royal madame who had taken on a completely different look after a mere five days. She looked tired, and her once healthy cheeks had shrunk. Her skin had earned a pale yellow hue instead of her usual white.

A mother always suffered for her child's misfortune.

Angor looked down and thought about his own mother, who devoted her love toward him and Leon until the last second of her life.

When Angor remained silent, Cyndia quietly sobbed on her seat.

"Doctor Caroline, can you bring Cyndia to her room?" Leonrick tried to remain strong. As the family's last line of defense, he couldn't afford to break down now.

Caroline nodded. "Alright. The lady needs her rest too."

"Baal told me you found something?" Angor asked after Caroline and Cyndia had left.