First Evidence

Early in the morning, Renata woke up from her sleep. She winced when she felt a pain in her groyne. She turned her head to her side, where Bastian was nowhere to be seen.

'Where is he?' Renata thought about it and gradually got up.

She was pensive for a moment. Once again, she fell under Bastian's charm. Actually, she was happy like this without feeling awkward or afraid. But Rena herself was just afraid; she again put her hopes in Bastian, and in the end, she was the one who received disappointment.

Trust me.

"Should I trust you this time, Bas?" she murmured.

Renata hurried off the bed and into the bathroom. She needed a warm bath to neutralise all her muscle tissues.

***

"What would you like to make, ma'am?" the waitress asked when she saw Renata in the kitchen.

"A hot drink."

"Let me make it."

Renata shook her head. "No need. I can do it myself; it's better if you do something else."

The servant wanted to argue; however, Renata had already taken her glass first. Finally, she excuse