Did she just say… fourth husband?!
A pair of legs froze mid-stride.
The Crown Prince of Iondora, Damon June Iondora, heir to the most powerful human empire on the continent, stopped in his tracks as he walked just nearby. His composure, cultivated over decades of imperial training, cracked. Just slightly. Just enough for those watching to notice.
The black veiled woman chuckled.
It was a light, musical sound, utterly unbothered by the bombshell she had just dropped. She even waved her hand with this playful, witty gesture, not just at Ruby, but at the others listening around them.
The cluster of nobles who had been straining to catch every word. The servants who had frozen mid-task. The beast lords whose ears had pricked forward with unmistakable interest.
"Yes, yes," Sees said, her voice warm with amusement. "I might not look like it, but my life is quite eventful, okay?"
That—that explained nothing!
