What had driven Eileen to be out in such weather?
Marlena fixed her gaze on her, eyes sharp.
"Uh… Marlena," Eileen hesitated, sensing the weight of Marlena's stare. She removed her fogged-up glasses and met her gaze.
"…Could you hide me for a while?"
"That depends," Marlena replied curtly. "Tell me why."
A shadow crossed Eileen's gold-green eyes. She lowered her gaze.
"I'm… about to do something Cesare doesn't want. I need a place to stay until it's done."
Hearing that, Marlena had to force herself to keep her temper in check.
Eileen is so capable. If she hadn't become the Grand Duchess, she could have lived a happy life doing what she wanted. And now she has to run away just to make her own choices?
She was furious.
But she swallowed it down and spoke evenly.
"Of course, I can hide you. But if you stay in the capital, you'll get caught in no time."
She suggested leaving the country entirely, but Eileen immediately dismissed the idea.
