Seeing the shaky nod she gave, Lucian let out a faint sigh, mixed with both relief and frustration that he tried his best to suppress.
This girl…
He had been inwardly panicking just moments ago, thinking something truly tragic had happened while he had been away training.
Perhaps it was something Vivienne had said, or something else entirely…
Or maybe…
Maybe he had unintentionally said or done something that had completely shattered her emotionally.
Yes, he understood how much that title would've affected her, how those words—Killer of her Beloved—must have had a tremendous impact on her.
But…
That didn't stop him from feeling just a little annoyed.
Still, none of that frustration showed on his face. Instead, he quietly raised his other hand.
Before Lia could even understand what he was about to do—
Flick.
He lightly flicked his finger over her forehead.
Lia stared blankly at him.
