‘It knows my name?’

The voice at the end had clearly called his name correctly.

He wondered if it had somehow read his memories, but it didn’t feel that way. The voice had been warm and familiar, as if it truly knew him.

“Young Master!”

“Your Highness!”

“Hey! Are you okay?”

Everyone rushed toward Ghislain, who was still standing in front of the shroud, his expression dazed.

“Young Master! Are you all right?”

Belinda grabbed his shoulders, shouting. Only then did Ghislain snap back to reality.

“Oh, uh… yeah, I’m fine. You all must have been worried.”

“I thought I …