When Carlos woke up again, he was back on the bed in the Valois estate.
"How did I get back?"
Carlos urgently asked the servant standing by the bed.
The servant didn't dare look Carlos in the eye, saying respectfully:
"Young Master, you were personally brought back by Lady Sabina from the Rose Exchange..."
Carlos had figured as much—probably the only way it could've happened.
But the servant seemed hesitant, with a kind of weird expression that caught his attention.
"How was I brought back?"
The servant didn't dare hide anything, pausing before saying quietly:
"You were personally carried down from the carriage by Lady Sabina, all the way to your bed."
"What!"
Embarrassment! Anger! And a hint of weird happiness???
Carlos took a deep breath, trying to calm his messed-up emotions.
Forget it—consider it an extra fee for borrowing the spirit equipment.
"Mina, no.
Did Lady Sabina leave anything behind?"
The little servant looked weird, pointing to Carlos's neck.
