Chapter 896: Even More Questions

"Are you curious about the man I was with in the painting? He was my husband before I eventually remarried and had Erikson."

Anxiety, nervousness.

Riley had never really felt those kinds of feelings before, he had only heard of them. But from all the definitions and examples he had seen in his life, he was sure that he was experiencing them right now, at this very moment he finds himself in.

He and Irene were alone in her chambers, and the only thing he could really focus on was the walls. Of course, Riley does not really mind this weird feeling, as there are a lot of things to see on Irene's wall. There were paintings, perhaps more than a hundred of them; each carrying a different part of her life.

"I am only interested in you, Lady Irene," Riley breathed out as he continued to scan all the portraits, "Or rather your possible connection with Aerith."