Meeting Charlotte outside the meeting hall turned out to be more difficult than expected.

Unlike the Emperor and Alice, whose relationship was strained and one-sided—where Alice clung to the Emperor almost desperately—Charlotte and the King shared a much healthier father-daughter bond. While it wasn’t as warm as an average family’s relationship, familial affection undeniably existed.

And because of that, the King had likely predicted that Charlotte would try to help me.@@novelbin@@

To prevent this, he must’ve thought the best course of action was to keep us from meeting altogether.

Of course, such “methods” didn’t work on me. Unless my abilities were nullified, I could rewind time as many times as I needed to.

Additionally, I could now pull off things I never would’ve imagined in my old world. Back when I was a company worker with a growing belly, the thought of sneaking onto rooftops or rappelling down windows wouldn’t have even crossed my mind. But in this world, I’d undergone all kinds of training.

So climbing up onto the roof near Charlotte’s room, securing a rope, and descending down to her window was perfectly doable.

“...”

Charlotte didn’t seem like she was confined to her room. More likely, she’d simply been told, “Don’t meet with those people.”

Seated in a chair, her expression was dark, though she didn’t appear thin or pale. Then again, it had been less than a day since I’d last seen her.

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