Around dawn, a woman stood on top of a fortress as the sunlight shone over it. Her usually tied-up jet-black hair was now flowing down to her waist. And instead of the light indigo shift dress she usually wore, she had on a loose one-piece pajama with white lace and frills. It seemed she had come out of her bed after struggling to sleep for a while. Her worried, black eyes had a faraway look. It was Salem Eshnunna.

She stood still from her spot for a while. Then she closed her eyes tightly and let out a deep sigh. Not even a day had passed since Chi-Woo left, and he had an incomparably more daunting task than that of the recruits who left before him. Thus, she knew there was no way Chi-Woo would return in just two or three days. Yet she had come out just to make sure…

“It’s really not an easy thing to wait without a return date,’ Eshnunna murmured and hung her head low; her eyes naturally followed the motion and cast down as well, and she caught sight of something silverish reflecting the sunlight. Silver hair fluttered back and forth and sideways like fish as a figure moved. After blinking hard a couple of times, Eshnunna realized that the silver haired figure was Hawa, the Shahnaz’s heir. Hawa was running around the fortress while sweating profusely just like how Chi-Woo had done. 

Hawa seemed to have noticed the gaze upon her and turned to meet Eshnunna’s eyes. But that was all. She didn’t make any provocations like before, but instead shifted...