One dance ends.
The theater fell silent for a moment, then erupted again with cheers and applause like a tsunami.
Yet those tremendous sounds seemed so distant in the Hero's ears at this moment.
All her senses were focused on the young girl before her.
The voice she thought she would never hear again rang beside her; the person she believed she would never see again stood right in front of her.
In the VIP box, the Dragon Emperor sat upright, his expression solemn; the Pope's knuckles were white as he tightly gripped the armrest; grandpa held the village chief grandma's hand tightly; the Noble Lady and the Fourteenth Princess exchanged glances, reading gravity and concern in each other's eyes.
In this heated moment, the entire venue was filled with applause, but only the atmosphere in the VIP box carried a trace of eerie silence.
...Everyone was worried about her.
The spotlight silently went out, and the stage returned to deep tranquility.
