Elven Nation.
The Same Night.
Celine and Lyzia sat across from each other in the mansion's dining room, the table elegantly set with a variety of elven dishes. Servants and maids moved gracefully around them, refilling glasses and ensuring the meal was served perfectly.
Celine glanced around before speaking hesitantly.
"Umm… Lyzia? Javier not joining us?"
Lyzia's fork stabbed into her meal with a little more force than necessary as she puffed her cheeks, mumbling in complaint.
"Hmmph! He's already an adult. I'm sure he can find his own food. He doesn't need to eat with us."
Celine paused, her eyes lingering on her plate before she spoke again, her voice soft.
"Umm… it seems like you two are quite close."
Lyzia's cheeks puffed even more, her tone defensive. "Hmmph! I don't know what you're talking about." She gave Celine a side glare before muttering, "Let's just change the subject."
Celine smiled softly, picking up her utensils and beginning to eat.
