Spotting Franz’s group inside the banquet hall, Yuna hurried her steps. The time she had spent with the emperor had been more exhausting than she expected, making her all the more glad to see them.
However, perhaps her eagerness had gotten the better of her. As she moved forward, her red hair and dress fluttering, she suddenly lost her balance and began to stumble.
Wearing shoes with quite a bit of a heel was the root of the problem. Having only worn them a few times in her life, she wasn’t used to them.
She was about to fall.
A hand appeared from out of nowhere and caught her.
The owner of the hand was none other than Franz. In what could only be described as a split second, he arrived in front of her using teleport.
Franz helped her up and said,
“Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah. I’m fine.”
Flustered by Franz’s sudden appearance, Yuna still nodded her head...
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