"I honestly do not know."
All three of them froze.
Okay, this was getting out of hand.
Lugh stepped forward and spoke plainly.
"When you say that, do you mean the elves in your family are so numerous you can't count them… or that you're just incompetent and don't know your own relatives?"
She pursed her lips in annoyance.
"I am not incompetent."
"Then—"
"You're a rude one, aren't you?"
She cut in, eyes narrowing.
"People like you don't live long lives."
"What the…?"
Lugh blinked, completely speechless.
Just then, the ground beneath them rocked violently. A powerful explosion in the distance shook the earth, nearly throwing them off balance. Dust trembled into the air from nearby stones.
The strange woman—Seraphina, as she had called herself—frowned slightly, glancing in the direction of the main building. She let out a tired sigh, muttering under her breath,
"Immature."
