Back at Nyx's house,
Nyx sat in the dining hall while Nightfire set out the food.
Nightfire placed the last dish and stepped back, but Nyx hadn't lifted a single utensil. Instead of her usual eating, she sat very still, gaze fixed on the wall.
"Is something wrong, Master?" Nightfire asked curiously.
Nyx's face remained calm when she spoke. "Tell me… do you... Love my husband too?"
Nightfire flinched and was horrified. For a second, she worried, 'She saw us,' but then...
Why would Nightfire need to care?
It's a job.
If Nightfire lost, who would care?
She had an Emperor behind her...
'Come to think of it... We didn't need to work anymore! Hahaha' Nightfire wickedly grinned... she was going to use her beloved's money and look at every peasant like below her ~
'I am not sure that's a good thing,' Ashara commented.
Hmph!
She shrugged and raised her chest as she said with pride... or so she thought,
"I… I… I…" The word broke three times on her tongue.
