The banquet that had shaken the entire Holy City finally ended at two in the morning, and most of the guests had already left the Roland Estate.
The banquet hall was filled with the smell of alcohol and tobacco. Several maids stood with their heads lowered, and between them was a drunken young man. Beside him, a woman with a gentle bearing supported him, a soft smile on her face.
"Why doesn't he believe me? I helped him kill so many people. Sina, tell me—what did I do wrong? Tell me."
Zos slurred drunkenly as the woman supporting him patted his back.
"You've already done very well..."
"No, that's not it. Why won't he become the new king? Why give up just like that? I can't accept it! If he won't do it, then I'll follow whoever is willing to become the new king."
Zos's voice grew louder and louder.
"Zos, you're drunk."
The woman supporting Zos turned pale. If nothing unexpected happened, she would become his future wife. Though theirs was a political marriage, she did not want to become a widow.
"I'm not drunk. Hahaha, Sina, do you know what it feels like to betray a demon? You feel it, don't you? I'm trembling. I'm trembling! Hahaha..."
"It'll be all right. We can't choose our own fate, but we can find a way to make it better."
"..."
Zos froze at her words. His bleary eyes turned toward his fiancée. This was the first time he had truly looked at her.
"You wouldn't understand. That person is..."
A snore came from Zos's mouth. Sina sighed, and several maids helped her support him.
On the other side of the banquet hall, Shayeto held a glass of wine and watched as Zos was gradually supported farther away.
"My lady, can