Nolan stepped into the horse-drawn carriage waiting in the palace courtyard.
Under the gazes of Glarvic, Jisha, Leina, and Sylvia, the two carriages moved forward, gradually disappearing from view.
Jisha looked a little sad. Sylvia, standing beside her, noticed the change in her expression.
"Are you sad because you can't stay with Nolan any longer?" she asked playfully.
Jisha gasped and quickly shook her head. "You misunderstand, Master. How could I be sad just because I'm parting with him?"
To emphasize her words, she snorted coldly and crossed her arms over her ample chest.
In truth, she was lying. She did feel a bit regretful about not being able to spend more time with Nolan.
Even though he was annoying, he was undeniably attractive—especially his domineering demeanor.
For some reason, it made him look incredibly handsome.
Unaware of her disciple's wild thoughts, Sylvia simply shook her head.
