Angor left Lady Mirror's place on uncertain steps.
Her request was a bit… distasteful.
Just a while ago, he told Lady Mirror in all seriousness that a solid gift was always better than empty promises.
And Lady Mirror declared that she wanted both.
An hour ago…
"Now, let's talk about the surprise you're going to present me."
Angor put on a serious attitude and nodded.
Despite being inside her private chamber, she still asked Angor to move closer so she could whisper into the boy's ears.
"Do you know about the 'Phantom of Festivity'?"
"Phantom of Festivity?" Angor tilted his head. "Is it someone's title?"
"No." Lady Mirror shook her head and glanced at Angor as if looking at someone very pathetic. "You're about the age to think about women. How could you not know this opera?"
Women?? Angor suddenly got a really bad feeling about this.