Dawn Saintess Su Lun's gaze lingered on Shiayar's retreating figure until it vanished at the end of the grand hall's corridor.
She didn't follow him immediately but let her eyes fall on the girl sitting opposite her, the blonde young lady.
Despite having dressed up for the occasion, Enola remained silent after entering the lounge, sipping her drink through a straw and covertly watching the interaction between Shiayar and Su Lun without uttering a word.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you, Ennie."
Speaking gently, Su Lun said, "I remember you used to dislike dressing up. What's with you today, being so sullen?"
"Moreover, you never replied to the letters I sent from the Sacred Court to Camelot."
She picked up her glass and took a small sip. "Didn't we agree to compete fairly from the start?"
"Now that you have such a lead, you must allow me to put in some extra effort."
The relationship between Su Lun and Enola was very complex.
