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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 117
Chapter Title: Cold Shoulder
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She followed Griffith until they arrived in front of a set of quarters.
‘Is Griffith staying at the Imperial Palace too?’
Just as she was about to ask, Griffith slipped into Romeo’s room.
She tried to follow him, but the door slammed shut right in her face.
In the end, she had hesitated the entire way here, unable to say a single word.
And it seemed Griffith had no intention of speaking to Lellia in the first place.
“……”
Lellia lingered awkwardly in front of the door.
She was happy to see Griffith again, and also grateful that he had saved her.
‘I didn't get to thank him…’
To be honest, it had been satisfying when Griffith beat up the princes on her behalf.
To think she’d felt satisfied instead of worried upon seeing them covered in blood.
Her late mother would have been sad if she knew.
But it couldn't be helped. Just because they shared blood didn't automatically make her feel any familial affection for them.
‘By the way, did someone with divine power like Griffith spend all his time brawling?’
It wasn't even swordsmanship; why was he so good with his fists? Lellia tilted her head, puzzled, and headed for her own room.
