Elven Nation.
Noble Mansion.
Celine walked down the hallway, her hand gently resting on Lyzia's arm as they made their way toward the front courtyard. Behind them, Ashara and Jiowana followed in silence, their heads slightly bowed. Ahead, Warden Faelar and High Councillor Nyvorlas led the way, flanked by elven guards on both sides.
Celine smiled softly, leaning closer to Lyzia. "Thank you, Lyzia. For helping me with Ashara and Jiowana. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't…"
Lyzia tilted her head in genuine confusion. "Hmm? I didn't do anything. What do you mean, Celine?"
"Eh? Really? I thought you spoke to someone…"
Lyzia shook her head, her expression innocent. "No. I was with you the whole time after we ate in the main dining room. We took a bath together, and then we slept together, remember?"
Celine blinked, a thoughtful look crossing her face. "Ah… right. Now that you mention it, you're right. But then… how did they…?"
