[CHAPTER ONE] verse nine
This happiness makes me wary. It will all come to an end. It...is not comfortable to be in.
Refusing it, I see! One should take advantage of happiness as it comes. Caim, you were a prince and now you are a lord; don't you think that attending this gala is suitable for a lord? Or do you foolishly fear the smiles on everyone's faces are a plan to kill you? Stop playing around, boy, go to it!
I will stay here.