As they ascended back to the surface, the orange glow of the fading sunset had long turned into darkness. The night has already arrived.
The city was still standing, but Yue Yue's eyes kept wandering back toward the distant, quiet dunes.
Yue Yue was escorted back to the palace, but she couldn't sit still. Her mind was a mess of worry and relief.
She wandered through the quiet hallways until she spotted the old caretaker standing by a large window, speaking softly into her wrist terminal.
The caretaker was indeed on a private call...with Xing Luoguang.
On the other end, the Prince's voice was uncharacteristically tight. "Is she back? Is she safe? Tell me everything."
The caretaker smiled gently, describing how Yue Yue had been brave, though her hands had been shaking. And also how much she has been worrying about him.
As she spoke, Xing Luoguang finally felt the icy knot in his chest loosen.
