The only sound was the GLUG GLUG of bubbling water, making the scene feel far too quiet. It was a stark contrast to the heated atmosphere from before, where the slightest disagreement could lead to a wild romp.
Ailorus glanced around briefly, letting out a soft huff through her delicate nose. She lifted her chin slightly and said:
"There are even more people here than I imagined. You're quite popular lately, Westheid."
'Huh? How am I supposed to respond to that?'
Westheid could hear the undertones in Ailorus's words but couldn't quite tell if she was teasing him or jealous.
'Figuring out the Little Queen's thoughts... I'm really not good at this.'
But before Westheid could think for long, Ailorus took the initiative, stepping forward to grab the man's arm. She spoke softly:
