" You aren't seeing the king anymore?"

　　Alvara asked Alessia doubtfully, her brows tightening in puzzlement. More than a week had passed since Alessia slapped the king, showing her ultimate hatred. Alvara didn't hate the king anymore. It wasn't because she was forgiven. She saw the concern in Raven's eyes.

　　Alvara was a highly observant person. How could she miss the flame of love in the king's eyes?

　　At the end, the king let her stay here only because ...