If there were any guards left in this part of the castle, then maybe Eliron would be concerned by Yen's obnoxious scream.
But since they were all alone, he hardly cared.
'To think I will run into them of all people…'
Although Eliron knew they were in the castle, he was not expecting them to be guarding the royal treasury.
Wasn't Artie a new mage? Why then was she here? Eliron made a mental note to ask her when met later.
'It looks like the indoctrination ceremony is over at least…'
Artie was in her brand new mage uniform, and Eliron couldn't help but stare at it longer than necessary.
She was in the classic witches hat and dark purple robe. The robe was unbuttoned, receiving the clothing underneth— a plain white shirt tucked into a flared checkered skirt, and thigh-highs that went up to her mid thigh.
Artie caught his stare and pushed herself away from the window sill she was resting on.
"You."
Eliron pointed at his chest. "Me?"
