"Herbert..."
Flora softly murmured, the image of that young boy appearing before her eyes.
The handsome youth with white hair and gray eyes.
The Prison Warden who wielded the authority of the Disciplinary Hall.
The one who... made her a promise, her "master".
Flora and Herbert shared a very unique relationship.
In addition to the Prison Warden and heretical prisoner dynamic, they also had a master-servant relationship in name.
Master and servant.
Flora had to regard him as her master, follow his arrangements, and serve him respectfully.
In the future, Herbert was to grant her the promised redemption—eternal peace, a complete escape from chaotic corruption.
But she didn't actually have much faith in her master's abilities.
Herbert had never truly shown the capacity to fulfill the promise; those promises seemed more like exaggerated claims to win her trust.
Yet Flora found it odd that she chose to believe in such words.
