Bam!
The rooftop shuddered, its cracked foundation groaning as dust trickled through the air. Yet Leon didn't so much as flinch. His attention never wavered from Seraphine, their voices carrying a quiet intimacy that ignored the trembling world beneath them.
They were still busy flirting, speaking openly of how they couldn't wait to be alone together. The only reason Leon hadn't left yet was simple—he had questions, and the answers were standing right here. Either Loriel or the mature, radiant blonde could give them, and both women were clearly from the middle domain. What better chance to learn than this?
Leon was sure it was Loriel who had just arrived on the rooftop. He was giving her time to heal herself, so for now, he kept his focus on Seraphine.
Then he noticed something, unexpected.
Huh… what is she even doing?
