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That secret—her secret—was something she had guarded carefully. Not even the members of Arcanum De Fleur knew.
Not even her clan elders.
No one.
And yet—
He knew.
'Who would have thought… that a so-called weak and disgraced child would be a wolf hiding in plain sight?'
In Reina's experience, the most dangerous individuals were not the loud, arrogant ones.
It was those who endured suffering in silence.
Those who hid their true selves beneath layers of deception.
Those… were the ones who were truly terrifying.
That realization left her with no choice.
She complied.
Not willingly—but necessarily.
She assisted him.
She followed his plans.
The Marchioness was dealt with according to his design—and in return, he would help her acquire the one thing she needed.
The [item] protected by the Chevaliers.
But that led to a critical question.
How?
How was he going to help her?
