This...
Facing this instantaneous change, Lady Cecilia's hand that was propping her cheek dropped.
Her sitting posture remained elegant, yet her back, which was ramrod straight, had now become stiff as a wooden carving.
She hadn't returned to before the sun rose, but it felt like she had returned to…
Advisor?
What a peculiar dragon seeker!
Assessing the scene that seemed frozen in time, Fu Qian sighed inwardly.
Some conjectures that you deeply believe in, when finally confirmed after enduring torment, could instead trigger a wave of reverse self-doubt.
And the complexity of the emotional changes often correlated directly with the devastation experienced during the conjecturing.
Of course, he believed Lady Cecilia would adjust.
Regarding her circumstances, Fu Qian expressed deep sympathy, yet had never considered using violent brainwashing to negate her inappropriate worldview.
