Arlan saw his sister among the audience and walked towards her.
"Good to see you are still alive," she said while eyeing him from head to toe.
Arlan simply shrugged. His response sounded curt. "Let's head back."
Rafal handed him the shirt he took off earlier, and after wearing it, their group headed back to the main mansion of the estate.
The uncomfortable silence made Alvera inwardly sigh.
"Again, the nightmares?" she asked.
Arlan merely nodded but said nothing more.
Alvera knew responding to her was a big deal at this moment and didn't ask him more questions.
"A hot bath will make you feel better and get rid of your tiredness. I told the servants to prepare everything you like for this morning meal and had your food sent to your room."
Arlan looked at his sister but before he could say a word, she said, "I know you don't feel like eating, but you have to. For my sake."
The prince merely gave her a hollow smile. They then parted ways upon returning to the mansion.
