"Clelia?" Wei'en sat up in bed, frowning. "What are you doing here?"
Still in her short skirt, Clelia emerged from the shadows cast by the candlelight. She swayed gracefully to a nearby chair, pulled it out, and sat down. "Just came to see you~"
"But this is the Council... if anyone finds out..."
"Relax, relax. No one will find out."
Clelia waved her hand dismissively, then produced two bottles of wine and a plate of roasted meat. "I saw you at the reception earlier. It didn't look like you ate much, so I brought this for you."
Wei'en paused, stunned. "You were there, too?"
"Of course. As long as I wish it, I can appear anywhere in the Caster City State."
"Then you..."
Clelia sat down beside him, saying with displeasure, "Why so many questions? I was nice enough to bring you food. Don't you have any words of thanks?"
"Er, thank you."
"That's more like it~ Come, let's have a drink to celebrate you killing a captain-level Wizard."
"...You were there then, too?"
