Everything was different ever since she came. The self proclaimed 'saintess' of Galkhein. She was even granted a spot in the dukedom. Everybody started paying attention to her and began to ignore you. It's like she had stole everything. Even Arnold had seemed to talk to you less. When you wanted to express your feelings. Everybody just shut you up, thinking you were trying to steal the attention from the saintess.

It was different before the saintess came. Everything was perfect and in order. Nobody was left out inside of the manor. Everything was fine, but when she came it was like you became invisible. Nobody wanted to talk to you and instead focused on the saintess. Since they thought that the saintess could save them.

Instead of ranting to your fellow dukes and duchesses. You decided to rant on scrolls of paper. After all, paper listened better than humans ever could. It was patient with you unlike some certain individuals.

While you were asleep, you were suddenly woken up by a thunder storm. When you opened your eyes. You could see Arnold having his legs crossed gracefully as he read through the papers you had written on. He had just finished the last pages before he soon placed his elbow on the arm rest as the chair faced your bed. His hand soon being placed into his cheek.

"I should've noticed that you felt this way about the saintess."

Arnold said with an indifferent expression. His blue eyes glowing in the dead of night.