The next day, Chi-Woo went to his office after eating breakfast and found someone waiting for him. It was Evelyn. Her face looked worn-out like she had trouble sleeping the night before.

“What happened? Are you okay?” Chi-Woo asked.

“…I had a dream,” Evelyn replied wearily. “A dream about the Abyss Queen…”

Chi-Woo fixed his posture then and asked, “Was it a prophetic dream?”

“I don’t know…” Evelyn clenched her eyes shut. “Her Highness came into my dream…and gave me a warning of sorts…? Anyway, I remember it being a very important message…but I can’t remember…ah…” Evelyn’s face filled with annoyance unlike her usual self while she told this story, and she grumbled frustratedly as she struggled to recall the dream. That was how dreams tended to be. No matter how vivid one was, many forgot most of it when they woke up.

“Anyway, I don’t have a good feeling about this. It seems that the Abyss is preparing something,” Evelyn said after inhaling deeply. “I’m not certain. Of course, it would be nice if I’m worrying over nothing…but I thought I should tell you beforehand.”

Chi-Woo could’ve told her that everything would be all right, and that news of the war might have affected her mind so...