…
Minutes passed without anything happening.
But the two male guards had grown restless. Their boots tapped. Their shoulders twitched. One kept glancing toward the sealed doors as if waiting for someone to arrive.
Ria exhaled softly. "You know… one of the Primordial Villain's lovers is an elf. They say she's unbelievably beautiful."
Four sets of eyes shifted toward her.
Four extremely dry stares.
Felicity, Feng, Lyra, and Iris, all knowing exactly who she meant, held the same expression that said: Not this again. Girl, stop your simping at least when we're bound in an undead syndicate's moving fortress.
Ria brightened, undeterred. "Do you think we might meet him here?"
Feng blinked. Then answered in a tone so flat it could've been a wall. "I don't follow your logic. Quinlan Elysiar has never been seen in Elvardia. And the rumor says he bought the elf in human territory. She didn't return hand in hand with the man from some excursion in her homeland."
