At this moment, Chafne had already risen.
She was sitting in front of a mirror, watching Shane and Liel enter through the door reflected in the glass, hence her speaking out.
"What brings you to me?"
The tone of Chafne was very calm, a stark contrast to her demeanor from just moments ago.
"Lady Chafne."
Liel immediately bowed to Chafne in respect.
Shane, on the other hand, first swept his gaze around, taking in the condition of the entire room.
The room's condition was the same as when Chafne had forcefully brought Shane inside earlier; it was not at all messy, as if the cracking and snapping sounds earlier were just an illusion and had never existed.
But Shane still noticed something was off about Chafne.
Or rather, the fact that this Enchanting Demon was so calm was already an anomaly.
To know, in the past few days, this Enchanting Demon had been unwilling to leave his side, constantly teasing him for her amusement.
