Revenna’s Indulgence and Coldness - IV
Within the confines of the alchemical workshop, Ravenna was gazing at the lifeless puppet, her lips sealed in silence.
She was about to fulfill the price of having Ansel act as her shield. Although she was uncertain of what tricks he might play, surprisingly, there was no sense of anxiety in Ravenna's heart.
Once her resistance and hostility towards Ansel were put aside, this seemed quite normal.
Boom —
The heavy door of the alchemical workshop was slowly opened. On this night, there was only one person who could be here.
Looking at the smiling young nobleman at the door, Ravenna, despite being unprepared, was surprisingly calm.
"Ansel," she suddenly spoke, "Thank you for today."
"... Thank me?" Ansel tilted his head, "For what?"
"Thank you for always standing by my side, for speaking up for… me and my grandfather."