"This plan... yeah, it's definitely worth a shot," Lilith said with certainty. "My Lord, do you remember the dungeon map I gave you?"
She leaned in slightly, her voice lowering just a bit. "That map shows a rough route that leads straight to the third floor of the dungeon. Back then, I was way weaker than I am now, and I still managed to escape. So this time, it should be even easier..."
She trailed off, a flicker of hope surfacing in her eyes. Something was stirring in her heart—a thought, a desire—but she didn't dare say it out loud.
After all, the life she had now was everything she'd ever dreamed of.
She was content.
And because of that, she didn't want to ask for more. She couldn't.
But Ethan caught the shift in her expression. He could tell what she was thinking, even if she didn't say it.
"Lilith," he said, his tone thoughtful, "do you think Emerald Castle, as we are now, could take down your mother—Malenthia?"
