The young lion blinked once before speaking with his usual blunt candour.
"Father, you might want to know this. Lola came to visit you about six hours ago. She watched you train in silence for a while, then went back to her own practice."
Noah's lips curved into a quiet smile. So that was her game. The succubus had concealed herself well, slipping past his senses despite his heightened awareness. Her mastery of concealment lived up to its reputation at the archmage level. That she had chosen to observe instead of interrupt said something about her respect, or perhaps her mischief. Either way, he found the gesture amusing.
She had done the same thing he did. Not interrupting the other person whilst training.
