Loreia sat slumped at her office desk, arms crossed, forehead furrowed in a scowl.
It was supposed to be a major event.
Gate Opening Day for Luxoria Castle's public sales phase.
But instead of a triumphant showcase…
She looked around.
No staff.
No family.
Just her and—
"Liline," she muttered, voice dry.
"You're the only one here helping."
Liline stood nearby, her expression calm but sympathetic.
"I'm always available, Lady Loreia. You're not alone."
Loreia leaned back, sighing deeply.
"Luxoria Castle's supposed to be this mysterious powerhouse, right?"
"Everyone on the outside only knows three people."
"You, Luna and Lord L."
She paused.
"And now look at us."
Her eyes narrowed.
"Luna's still in bed, right?"
Liline nodded.
"Yes. Full muscle failure and neural fatigue."
"She won't be able to move for another 12 hours."
"I've already applied regenerative pulses."
Loreia groaned.
"Yeah, I saw her condition in your status pic."
