Only when Margaret herself felt she could no longer breathe did she finally let go of Shade.
Shade patted her back.
"It's all right now. Even if it isn't, I'll handle it. I never had a chance to speak with you just now. How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine now."
Her Royal Highness the Princess pressed her lips together as she looked at Shade.
"I was only thinking that even though I have power now, when faced with something like this, I'm still no different from an ordinary person."
Her skirt was caught between her and Shade. Leaning against his chest, she actually began to sob as she spoke. Shade rarely saw Margaret like this, so he knew she had truly been frightened this time.
"After all, what happened today involved those indescribable Great Ones. I even suspect that this seemingly meaningless incident may also be connected to preparations for a Divine Advent Ritual."
He had not revealed these matters to Margaret before, but he said them now.
"It's all right, it's all right. The Witches and I will protect you."
She still held Shade tightly.
"Actually, when I was petrified, I didn't feel anything at all. When I regained consciousness, I only felt dazed for a moment, and then the room was full of people. Being able to see you the moment I woke up... that was wonderful."
"Come to think of it, why did you come here with Prince William today?"
Shade voiced his question. Margaret hugged him and spoke softly.
"A few days ago, someone leaked the news that the Stone Masons Association was about to reconcile with the royal family, nearly causing a riot on Stonemason Street. But this is also good news. At least the people here already know about it, so there's no need