In the morning in dining hall after seduction duel. There were several things Rei Velvet had learned the hard way since "Engagement Week" began:
Never sit near Drakana during a banquet, unless you wanted your food roasted medium-rare by accidental flame breath.
Never sit near Lucivella at all, because she considered "feeding you bites of her meal" a diplomatic statement.
Never, ever, under any circumstances, sit in a room with all of them at once—because that was how holy wars started.
So naturally, here he was. Sitting at the head of the table, surrounded by six yanderes, half the furniture still charred from yesterday's riot, with the faint smell of brimstone and hymn books lingering in the air.
The morning silence was deceptively peaceful, plates clinked, a butter knife scraped and somewhere outside, construction crews were rebuilding the central plaza's walls for the third time that week.
