"About the day when the assassination took place." Caelestis began, unable to meet his eyes with hers. He realised a fault in his statement and shook his head, then pressed his fingers against his forehead as he tried to construct a better one.
"No! Actually, about every time, I insulted you, blamed you and hurt you—" He got an unknown courage in him and faced the one he is guilty towards. "I am so sorry." He says, without any excuse backing it up like before.
Just a plain, genuine apology. That's all.
His sharp eyes softened as he said those words and something in Eleanore kicked in. She felt good, happy and her heart was in a state of aw from seeing the first true expression on his face.
She wanted that apology for a long time and now that she had gotten a very valid one, filled with emotions, she was feeling as if she was in a dream.
