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Last night Griffith had trouble sleeping.

His life here in the Superion estate was not bad. Although there was a slight shade, every time he saw Lelia happy, his heart felt full. But she can't stay here forever. He thought it would be more comfortable to take Lelia to the temple as soon as possible and make her happy. Before Lelia changed her mind, he had to hurry.

Griffith left the room early in the morning to change the plan and tell her to leave quickly. He was smart. He arrived at Lelia's door, knocked, and waited for a long time.

"..."

No matter how long he waited, there was no answer. He did the same after knocking a few more times. Lelia was on the sensitive side. Even though she slept deeply, she had never not responded. At that moment, anxious thoughts flooded his mind.

'No way...'

He had an absurd thought. He let out a smirk. This place was not a castle. It was the home Lelia wanted to stay in forever. So she couldn't run away with her own feet.

Griffith nodded and quietly grabbed the doorknob. The door was not locked.

As he slowly entered the room, he saw the sun shining down on the clean drawing room. Griffith walked slowly towards the bedroom. He saw a figure on the bed. Lelia was in a deep sleep, with the blanket pulled up to her neck. He let out a smile. She must be really sleeping. Her silver hair was beautifully scattered like waves outside her white blanket. Her sleeping face reminded him of their childhood. She looked naive.

"..."

Let her get some more sleep. He stopped as he was about to move towards her. As he turned his attention, he saw a small piece of paper on the table next to the bed. He stretched out his hand

"..."

The expression on his face as he read the short message was calm. He blinked his eyes for a long time, reading and re-reading the text. It was a familiar handwriting. And... Griffith shifted his gaze back to Lelia. He could easily guess the situation under the soft white blanket.

"Haha..."

A small laugh slipped from his lips. It was amazing. For a moment, the situation was so intense that his head felt dizzy. He seemed to know what was going on with his own eyes. It was a rage that was incomparable to the last time. This... Really...

The short note crumpled in Griffith's hand. He bit his lip and his chin tightened. His blood split between his lips.

"..."

Forced? He thought about it for a moment, but then shook his head. No, it couldn't be. Oscar, no matter how crazy that b*****d was, he wouldn't have done it. It was the same for everyone, including him. There was no way he could do anything that would make Lelia hate him. Then... That means.. That meant Lelia allowed it.

"... Lelia."

He called out Lelia's name softly as she slept and rubbed his wrinkled forehead with his fingertips. This isn't it, Lelia.

"If you had Oscar..."

That's a foul. Griffith wanted to wake Lelia up by lifting the blanket right away. He wanted to ask what this is. He wanted to shout, did she give that b*****d her heart and allowed all of this?

"..."

She did it. He seemed to understand why he wanted to share Lelia with everyone so that no one could have her. He knew instinctively that Lelia's heart belonged to someone. So, desperately... like a climber...

Then, Lelia, who was sleeping soundly, twisted her body. The blanket that had covered her neck slid down, revealing her shoulders. Just by looking at her slightly exposed shoulders, he could get a glimpse of last night's deed and affection.