How to Divorce a Obsessive Emperor Safely (Completed Main Story) - Side Story 17

I’ve finally arrived.

In Trinidad.

It had been long—so very long. The hardships she’d endured were beyond words. She’d been drenched by rain countless times, and sleeping outdoors had become routine. Starvation was common, and getting soaked by rain was nothing unusual.

Thus, when Grisella reached the inn—the gateway into Trinidad, as her client had described—it was less the appearance of a noble lady and more that of a wanderer.

It was only natural that Vadim, who had taken over the inn after the previous innkeeper’s death, would ask her this:

“Sorcery demands a price. Have you brought sufficient payment?”

At those words, Grisella clenched her fists so tightly her skin nearly tore, trembling violently.

“Do you even know… who I am…?”

“Oh, my apologies.”

Only nobles trembled like that at the mere suggestion of lacking funds. Now Vadim finally noticed—though she was gaunt and thin, her posture was still decently upright, her fingers uncalloused, and her tone unmistakably haughty.

“The road must have been rough. Where did you come from?”

Fortunately, thanks to Vadim’s quick change of subject, Grisella didn’t burst into tears again.

“From Eliaeden.”

“I see. Ah.”

Vadim put on a suitably feigned look of sympathy.

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