The atmosphere was somewhat heavy for a moment, as Andre's gaze occasionally flickered towards the dark red Crystal Ball, eyes filled with fear and disgust.
"Prince Andre... would you like some tea?"
Lilia asked softly, breaking the silence: "It can help calm your nerves."
"Thank you." Andre forced a slight smile: "I do need something to ease the images just now..."
Lilia poured a cup of peppermint tea and handed it to Andre:
"Teacher... was he always this... direct when you knew him before?"
Andre took the teacup, smiled bitterly, and said:
"He wasn't like this before. When we first met, he was a spendthrift playboy, only thinking about enjoyment all day. No one would have thought he would become the calm to the point of cold person he is now."
He took a sip of tea, his eyes filled with reminiscence:
"But I think this is the real him. When he no longer disguises, no longer hides, his essence is like this..."
