When Evelyn stepped out of the restroom, her expression was back to composed.
Her lips were curved into a slight smile, but her eyes gave her away. They were guarded and distant.
Roman saw it immediately. He panicked slightly.
He excused himself from Caspian mid-conversation and crossed the floor toward her.
“You okay?” he asked quietly.
“I’m fine,” she replied just as quietly.
He studied her for half a second longer, then nodded once.
“Hold on a little. I’ll tell Uncle we’re leaving.”
She didn’t argue.
Roman returned to Caspian, said something brief and polite. Caspian looked mildly surprised but didn’t stop him. Within a minute, Roman was back at her side.
“Let’s go.”
They walked toward the grand exit together.
Eyes followed them as they left, with some whispering behind.
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