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Chapter 91 Heart Prison

The corridor was shed by the moonlight which fell through the windows, yet only half of Anna's face was visible. Her eyes reflected the faint blue light, looking like two stars within the dark. Anna leaned against the door, with most of her body hidden in the shadows, but her outline was still visible – good nutrition had completely changed her previous thin and skinny body, turning it into the body of an adult woman. Her body was just perfect, containing the right curves of her age but also the unique charm of youth.

Roland put on a calm face, stepped slowly forward until he was discovered by Anna. Finally, he stood in front of her and they looked each other into the eyes.

"It was just an accident, I didn't know she would do – " Roland began.

"I know."

"The other is still a minor, so I didn't care –"

"This, I also understood."

Anna reacted completely differently than Roland had expected. It didn't seem like Anna was at odds with him, he couldn't detect any trace of displeasure on her face, there was only a serious look. There weren't any waves within her lake-like blue eyes, Roland realized that she was still a straightforward woman, she didn't like any camouflage and didn't need to hide anything. Sure enough, she took the initiative, and said: "I cannot be like Lightning, in front of so many people I don't dare to show such... bold behavior, so I had to wait for you here."

After this sentence, her cheeks gained a touch of blush, but even so, she didn't shrink back and her eyes were still focussed straight on Roland's. Her look could even be said to be incomparably serious.

For two beats Roland's heart set out, he wanted to say something, but he felt that at the moment everything he could say would be meaningless. She may mind the action of Lightning, but grieving or complaining wasn't her way of acting, she would simply express her own feelings.

Upright and hard-working children shouldn't be rejected, he thought. So Roland bent down, coming close to Anna's cheek, even feeling her breath on his face, like a spring breath fiddling his heartstrings. Within the quiet environment they could clearly hear each other's nervous breathing, then, soft lips slightly touched Roland's cheeks.

"Good night, Your Highness," Anna whispered.

*

Wendy set on the bed looking at some books.

For her, moments like this where she had leisure time were very rare. During her time in the Witch Cooperation Association, she also would have never thought about leading such a life.

It wasn't long since she started staying within the town, but she had already developed the habit to: Before going to sleep she would clean her body. And then she would put on a silk gown, which wasn't fastened around the waist nor wasn't buttoned up. Sit cross-legged in the bed, with a soft pillow between her back and the wall, read books she had borrowed from His Highness.

It had taken her a lot of time until she got Lightning to rest, so afterward she did not intend to return to the back garden to continue the celebration, and instead she washed herself and went to bed.

At the moment she was reading a history book about the origin of the Church.

Although she grew up in a monastery, yet this was a theme that she didn't know much about. The nuns had always warned them to obey the teaching of God, but they never mentioned God's name – during her childhood this discrepancy had always puzzled her. Everything had a name, so why of all the things does the noblest God not have one?