After the incident of my handsome wizard disappearing, swallowed by the window curtain—which, honestly, left a hole the size of a black hole in this tiny heart of mine.
But alas, I was being utterly foolish. Why could I forget that my handsome wizard master was the best of the best? With the common sense that had already been knocked senseless by the chicken incident (the cause of my death, please don't ask), I should have realized that and not troubled myself trying to hide him.
But it's fine; the important thing is I know my Lucien is safe and sound in his cottage.
So afterward, I decided to refocus. Focus on things that truly matter.
Such as... Brother Max's birthday party, dance practice, and ensuring the best gift in this entire Empire would never be forgotten. Even if my brother were to dream of sleeping and bathing in money later. I am absolutely certain that the money would simply fly away the moment he recalls my cute face during the performance.
