"It happened not long after the second prince of the Atria Empire, Prince Wilmar, started the civil war," Vera said.
"Wait, before you tell your story—Evin, come here," Aldrian said, stopping Vera as he looked at Evin with a warm smile.
The little girl that her eyes full of admiration, obeyed and walked toward him.
When she stood in front of Aldrian, he gently picked her up and set her on his lap. He stroked her head a few times, which made her feel comfortable and close her eyes. Before long, her breathing settled, her body relaxed against his side, and her head leaned on his chest. She seemed to have fallen asleep.
"My lord, what are you—"
"You don't want your daughter to hear something unpleasant, right? You can tell your story more freely this way," Aldrian said, cutting her off.
She fell silent, then sighed as she looked at her sleeping daughter's face and nodded.
After a few moments to gather her thoughts, Vera continued.
