At the End of Ruin, There You Are (56 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 97

There are obvious things that don’t even need to be pieced together. For instance, the most renowned tailors in Klein suddenly stopped taking appointments, or jewelers were summoned en masse to the Imperial Palace—sudden, seemingly random events that all pointed to the same inevitable conclusion.

The former meant that Beatrice Lavalle had begun selecting her engagement attire, and the latter meant that Marchioness Schroze was planning to decorate this engagement with jewels.

These were events repeated identically year after year. Beatrice Lavalle had long dominated high society, and Marchioness Schroze had long been in the habit of devising absurd plans only to abandon them shortly after.

Bored by these predictable occurrences, the aristocrats turned their attention to the new face that had recently arrived in Klein. Though even that new face was just another familiar one.

But if two familiar faces combined in a new way, that was somewhat amusing.

“They say the Grand Duke and Duchess of Lusenford have finally arrived?”

“His Majesty will finally be able to breathe easier.”

“Oh, is it only His Majesty who’ll breathe easier? We can breathe easier too.”

Marchioness Schroze’s outrageous engagement plans—ones she always initiated but never resolved—still hadn’t been finalized. Everything had been started and then abruptly abandoned halfway.

“But where are the Grand Duke and Duchess now?”

Right at that moment, the Grand Duke and Duchess were strolling somewhere far from Klein, a place teeming with people who were desperately curious about them. Walking together was a vital daily routine for the couple. Caella, lips pressed tightly shut, simply followed Pheon, her hand clasped in his.

A fearless little squirrel appeared with a soft rustle, stood upright, and watched them intently with its black eyes. Sunlight sparkled as it filtered through the green leaves. The couple walked in quiet sync down the narrow path, veiled by curtains of light.

Caella didn’t know where this fresh, forested trail was. She had simply followed wherever Pheon led. When she’d taken that first step, instead of the townhouse where they’d just argued, she found herself on a deserted, dazzling path through the woods—but by now, even that no longer surprised her.

“If it’s this easy, we wouldn’t have needed that long journey from Lusenford to Klein.”

Couldn’t we just have stepped once and arrived instantly? That would’ve been incredibly convenient. At Caella’s muttered words, Pheon came to an abrupt halt.

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