After finishing his training routine, Lumberling took a deep breath and stepped out of his home. He didn't need to guess where Vaenyra would be, he already knew.
But before he could leave, he paused.
Aurelya was already there, waiting outside. Leaning against the tree, arms crossed, her expression unreadable.
"Aurelya," he greeted, mildly surprised. "You're here. Is there something you need?"
She glanced at him, face composed. "You're going to see Lady Vaenyra?"
The question was rhetorical. She already knew.
He chuckled. "What, want to come with me?"
"No thanks." Her eyes flicked away. "She's… kind of upset with me."
That made him stop. "Upset?" he echoed, arching an eyebrow. "That's new."
Aurelya smirked, though it didn't reach her eyes. "I don't know if I should be proud or regretful. It's the first time I've ever seen her jealous of me."
"Jealous?" Lumberling said with real intrigue. "I'd like to see that for myself."
