Chapitre 562: The Lost and The Seekers - II

"Lord Faust, would you like a carriage—"

The woman's voice snapped Marlina back to reality. Unbeknownst to her, they had already left Yvaine's mansion.

Ansel ignored Yvaine and continued walking. Marlina, now aware, glanced back at the renowned Queen Bee of Dispute Fortress and nodded slightly under her grateful gaze before quickly catching up to the dark-haired youth in front of her. 

After they had walked some distance, Ansel turned his head towards Marlina, his face adorned with a gentle smile that she knew all too well.

"What's the matter?" Ansel asked, "You seem preoccupied, Margarate."

An outsider wouldn't notice Marlina's distraction—not even Seraphina would, unless she used her intuitive insights. 

Yet Ansel could easily discern Marlina's unease.

"I…" Marlina hesitated, her expression conflicted. "I'm struggling to understand some things."