Third Person's POV
She paused and looked down, and her hands started twisting her dress.
"We come from the DeepGorge region, in the Empire of Abyssal Dominion.
Our family was once a Count's house, but now it has faded from its peak era significantly. We were the only hope of our family, and in return, our only hope to fulfill our family's hope was strength and recognition.
This journey, this city, was supposed to be our chance to rise again."
Her words became fainter while her shoulders trembled even harder.
"But now… everything is ruined."
Tears brimmed again in her eyes, and though she tried to blink them away, her voice cracked at the last sentence, and she stared down at her lap while visibly struggling to maintain her composure.
Ethan watched her and couldn't help but feel a mix of sympathy and inner amusement.
Her sudden shift from the trauma of her brother's death to her family's political decline made him inwardly roll his eyes, but he kept his face neutral.
