Chapter 55: Worrying and shadow (1/2)

Under the darkness of his room, Sol laid on his bed, eyes open.

After the rather heavy discussion, none of them were particularly interested in continuing the date so they decided to go back, each of them heavy with their own thoughts.

”Well, agonizing is useless. I need to pay attention to tomorrow. But–”

He didn't really need any more preparation for tomorrow's fight in the coliseum. Of course, he could have entered Edea's world but it wouldn't have helped much. He needed to relax. He needed to rest.

Rousing from his bed, he walked out of his bedroom and began to walk toward the maid quarters. More precisely Milia room. He needed her help to alleviate the suspicions he had.

The maid quarters were at the west of the large floor dedicated to Sol. Reaching it, he turned a little and finally reached the door of Milia's room.

'Now that I think about it, I have never entered her room.'

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

”Milia. It's Sol. I need to talk to you.”

”Yo-you're highness! Kya!”

*Crash* *Bang*

”Milia! What happened!?”

He tried to open the door but was surprised to find it locked.

”Wai-wait! your highness! Everything is alright! Do not force open the lock!”

Hearing the begging in her voice, Sol hesitated a little before ultimately not forcing his way. Everyone had right to his or her own privacy. Even if said person was his lover.

The ruckus in her room continued, with his acute hearing he could even hear her cursing.

'Just how full of bazaar her bedroom is?'

He waited like that for 5 minutes before the door slowly opened to a Milia wearing her nightgown. Her breathing rough and her face a little pale as if she had done some great sacrifice.

”Haha~! Your highness. What brings you to this poor maid room at this time of the night?”

”...” He opened his mouth to ask, before finally closing it. ”Forget it. I am not interested in what you are doing in your room.”

He could practically see relief oozing from Milia at those words. This made him even more curious, but his instincts were screaming at him to let the matter be and he liked to believe in his newly acquired instinct.

”Well, discussing in the hallway is slightly problematic. Let's go back to my room then.”

”Your highness?”

Feeling the somber tones in Sol's voice, Milia gradually calmed down and asked with worry.

”Well, it's about my aunt…”

Sol clenched his fists. He wasn't the smartest alive, but he believed that one shouldn't discard any worrying signal coming from someone close to them. The discussion with Lilith didn't just bring him a new outlook on life, but also basically screamed death flag at him. It was like the last will of a person ready to die.

Sol didn't believe in coincidence and he refused to leave the god to throw the dice. He would rather act first in preparation for anything that could happen. Even if in the end it was just a false alarm, it was better to be safe than sorry.

The reason he chose Milia was that she was the leader of the greatest dark organization of the kingdom, one seemingly entirely dedicated to the king. She was also one of his most trusted aid.

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While Sol was busy worrying about Lilith's tendency, the shadows were moving in the kingdom. Each busy acting for their own interests.