‘Oh my God! Killion knew everything! He pretended not to know!’ Veronica’s hands trembled as she unfolded the letter. Killion, who pretended not to know while knowing her true identity. The nape of her neck chilled at the realization that she had been in the palm of his hand from the moment they met again. Veronica chewed her lower lip as she packed her things. She had to leave this place as soon as possible. To a place beyond the reach of his eyes and ears. To a place his hands couldn’t reach. But is there really such a place? Knock knock knock, the door swung open with a knock. It was Killion. “Nia?” His voice calling her alias was ever so gentle. He approached slowly and saw the letter on the table. “Oh dear….” His straight black eyebrows twitched. His icy blue eyes, like the winter sea, stared at her piercingly. “I’ve been found out, Your Highness Princess Veronica.” “…Let me go.” “If I had intended to let you go, I wouldn’t have come looking for you in the first place, Your Highness.” She desperately brought up the child’s name. “Please let me go, for Jediel’s sake…” “…It’s for Jediel’s sake that I can’t let you go, Your Highness.” The man’s brow furrowed instantly. “Jediel is… your and my child, isn’t he?” “That’s not…” “Please don’t think about lying that it’s not, Your Highness.” His large hand reached out towards her.