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Aaron wore a grim expression the entire way out of the palace. The cheerful atmosphere of Midwinter had vanished, and the sudden terrible news had cast a shadow over the coming New Year.
"Aaron..." Eleanor was already furious about the massacre. The cleric watched his expression carefully, and when her boyfriend remained silent, she took his hand. "Are you all right? After something like this..."
"I'm fine. Sorry for the trouble, but please look after my cousins." Aaron sighed and shook his head, then gave Eleanor a tight hug. "Wait for me to come back."
"Yes. I'll wait for you."
Eleanor rose onto her toes, brushed her lips against Aaron's, and left with the guards.
The palace was not a hospital. Maximian and Anna would be transferred to the temple of Selûne in Suzail for treatment, where they would recuperate until they could be discharged.
Alusair would cover their medical expenses. The Princess Regent had granted Aaron's cousins a pardon and citizenship in Suzail. In other words, although Maximian and Anna had both been stripped of the Salian name, they could finally return to live in Suzail.
After ten years in exile, they had received the pardon they had dreamed of in such a way... Eleanor truly did not know what to say.
Once Eleanor left, Charlotte promptly slipped her arm through Aaron's. Beaming, she turned a little circle on the snowy road in her pointed black suede boots. "Hehe, now it's just you and me, little brother!"
"Yes, let's go, Sis. We need to find some teammates." Aaron gave Charlotte a helpless look.
His sorcerer sister really was something else... Though