Seeing him fall silent, Elina felt confused and unsure of what was going on.
But she was too embarrassed to ask.
After all, they had just exchanged sharp words.
Mikazura opened and closed his mouth, as if speaking to someone else.
Strangely, no sound came out. Instinctively, Elina turned her head toward the spot Mikazura was looking at, but she saw nothing—only an empty area at the end of the hall.
Mikazura withdrew his gaze and looked back at Elina.
His cold face instantly softened.
"You are right, Your Highness. The dagger is already in the emperor's hands. I apologize for asking you this. I hope you are not offended," he said, placing his right hand on his chest and bowing slightly.
Elina, Rafine, and the watching guests were clearly shocked.
Elina especially did not expect Mikazura to bow his head to her like that.
Still, she quickly regained her composure and replied in a gentler tone than before, "It's okay, Prime Minister Mikazura. I'm not offended at all."
