Rowen, walking silently through the labyrinth, glanced back at Yuria, who followed with a tense expression.

'She seems very nervous.'

She wore her anxiety openly, her walking stiff, and her expression set like stone. Rowen, who wasn’t skilled at banter, wished he could ease her tension with a small joke. But, instead, he let out a bitter smile and shook his head.

'I’d probably just scare her more.'

Being a renowned figure whom no one in the empire didn’t know, it was understandable that she might be more on edge around him.

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