Trampled and Broken (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 49

After locking eyes with Aslan, Hestia felt the oppressive pressure and killing intent weighing down on her vanish.

Finally able to catch her breath, she exhaled deeply, as if releasing a heavy burden.

“Thank you, Angela.”

Barely managing to steady herself on her legs, she straightened her posture.

Standing face to face with him at the end of the long, crimson petal-strewn path, she instinctively held her breath.

It felt as though, in this vast space, only the two of them existed.

Aslan, trapped within Hestia’s gaze, looked somehow angry.

Then, suddenly finding it amusing that she’d even thought such a thing, Hestia couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle.

‘Has that man ever not been angry?’

She could answer without hesitation—there had never been such a time.

Not since the incident with the Daehan faction, at least. After that fiasco, not once.

He had never smiled warmly at her.

The realization struck her anew, and Hestia felt a sharp ache bloom in her chest.

Had she unknowingly bitten down hard on her lip?

“Your Highness, you’re wearing your lip raw.”

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