Rein nodded.
So that's it, no wonder Count Habs designated Cleya as the first heir. After all, among Nobles, besides strength being the biggest backing, horizontal communication and connections are also indispensable.
"Don't worry, I think there will always be a way." Rein hugged Cleya, his fingers gently stroking her porcelain-like skin, comforting her.
"Mm!"
After lingering for a while, Cleya looked at the dim light outside the window and suddenly realized, saying:
"Oh no, it's almost dawn, I have to go back. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if the servants saw us!"
Last night's battle ended after two in the morning, then they spent several hours in a 'battle of endurance', and now lying here, dawn was near.
"Is it really a problem if the servants see us?" Rein couldn't help but wonder.
"It's not good, not good at all. Our relationship, Father doesn't know, and if he comes back and finds out..."
