Dennise held her head high, looking at Jason. Her face bore an expression that screamed ‘I’m so clever.’ Jason couldn’t hold it in. He raised his hand and smacked her smooth forehead. In the crisp sound, Dennise covered her head, her steps faltered, her lips pouted, and she looked quite aggrieved. However, the next moment— “You can’t use your hands to eat at dinner,” Even for my mother, I should not run away. Gerard admonished himself, feeling guilty about his own ‘willfulness.’ And it was at this moment that young Reed suddenly entered the room. He avoided most people and quietly came to Gerard’s side, whispering─ “My lord, Princess Carol Klara has been assassinated!”