Erwin didn't dare to remain in her embrace any longer, and he stood up from the bed before making his way over to the window so he could stand in the cold wind. "I have to admit that Sanfesa has some nasty tricks up her sleeve. How did she know that you were definitely going to choose the swan mask?"

"I could ask you the same. How did she know that you would pause in front of that painting with me?" Onean asked.

"Indeed. How was she able to predict everything so perfectly?" Erwin mused as his brows furrowed slightly in contemplation, and half of his face was cast into shadow from the dim light in the room.

"That Emma was also quite interesting," Onean remarked as her eyes narrowed slightly. "Is she really the daughter of Prime Minister Henry?"

"That should be the case, given the eye color of everyone in their family," Erwin replied. "Those eyes make them extremely distinctive."

"So you're saying Aglea is also a member of Prime Minister Henry's family?" Onean asked.

"I'm sure of it," Erwin replied with a nod. "When it comes to an eye for people, no one in this world will have me beat."

"Is that right? If you have such a keen eye for...