Elliot opened his eyes in bed, and only when he saw the cold moonlight and vast ruins around him did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He had successfully entered Flora's dream.
He had not known it on his first visit, but after coming more often, he had discovered that everyone's Dream World was different.
Flora, for example, dreamed of ruined buildings beneath the moonlight. Even after leaving through Submergence, she merely moved to another stretch of ruins.
Vanessa's dreams, on the other hand, contained no ruins, but rather an empty city, its skyscrapers stretched upward to reach the heavens, cold and hollow.
As for Elliot's own-
He drew a sharp breath as it suddenly occurred to him that his dream seemed to be a blank expanse. His schedule was not as tight as before, so he could explore it when he had time.
Flora sat up in the bed beside him. At the sight of Elliot, she too looked relieved.
"I, I heard you went to the Imperial Capital?"
Elliot had left in such a hurry that he had only had time to send Flora a message.
This was their first meeting since he had left.
"Yes, that's right. My confinement was lifted, and now I'm in the Imperial Capital-" Elliot briefly explained the situation.
Flora was somewhat surprised to hear that he was staying at a prince's residence. "Is, is that appropriate?"
"Why wouldn't it be?" Elliot shrugged. Princes, the Seven Holy Bloodlines-those were merely imposing titles. In truth, they all belonged to the old nobility.
As an heir, Elliot had only a handful of peers of similar standing. Calling them a circle of childhood friends would not have been an exaggeration.
Although scheming between the families was inevitable, they were ultimately pieces on the same chessboard.
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