I thought deeply as we were in the carriage back to the palace. The bloody scene of the hanging of Vivian still lingers in my brain, but most of all, the woman with white hair that I have a great hunch, Freya, still lingers in my brain.

But why would he stare at me? I was so bitten on my nail while thinking about the possible causes of Freya’s looks. I may have done something to him without realizing it or

I suddenly stopped when I remembered when he joined Vivian.

‘Anna’

That’s right! He called Anna at that time and since then I have never talked to Anna again...