Standing beside him was another figure—a woman whose strength was already renowned throughout the empire.
"Eleanor…"
The wife of Baylor Moonlight.
The lady of the family.
Carmen's scowl deepened.
"Even you are involved in this?"
For the first time, genuine irritation flickered across her face.
Because the woman before her wasn't just an enemy.
She was a former war companion.
Someone Carmen had once trusted with her back in times of crisis.
They Were Not Alone.
Trailing behind them was a hesitant girl—
The one destined to be at the center of it all.
Seris Moonlight.
Frey stared at them for a moment, his gaze lingering on Seris.
Then, a smile tugged at his lips as he turned his attention back to Frost.
"So, you actually brought your mother this time… Don't tell me you took my words that day seriously?"
"What fitting last words, Frey Starlight."
This time, the arrogant lord had not lost his composure.
"Words befitting a rat like you."
