Her voice was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable resolve.
"Mm."
Scarlet placed her delicate hand atop Kyros's broad, callused palm and lightly tapped her flushed cheek.
This was her husband.
A peerless hero!
Seeing his wife's bashful appearance, Kyros felt his heart stir. His other hand began to wander somewhat restlessly.
Smack—!!!
"Don't move around. Viola's still in the Royal Palace."
Scarlet slapped away Kyros's reaching hand, her face full of reproach.
Ever since Monet's identity as an undercover agent had been exposed, most of the maids and guards in the Royal Palace had been dismissed.
Thus, in the enormous Royal Palace, only Kyros's family, Viola, and a few scattered maids remained.
That was just enough to keep the palace functioning normally.
"She still hasn't gotten over it? I told her long ago that chasing after a man like Admiral Atlas was beyond the reach of ordinary people."
Kyros's gaze gradually calmed.
He began recalling the process of meeting and accompanying Atlas.
There was no denying it.
That period had been the time in his life when he had grown the fastest.
That man was the Marine he was willing to follow for the rest of his life!!
"What young girl doesn't fall in love? Weren't we the same back then?"
Scarlet fell into reminiscence.
It was a cliché, yet whenever she recalled it, her heart still fluttered like a startled deer.
"Heh heh~~ Admiral Atlas and I are different..."
"Viola's feelings are destined to bear no fruit."
Kyros spoke with a calm expression.
The current Viola was merely an inexperienced young girl, completely unsuited to a man like Admiral Atlas.
"By the way, Admiral Atlas has left. Aren't you going to see him off?"
Scarlet lifted her head, her eyes slightly hazy.
"Before leaving, the Admiral came to