(A day before the meeting)
"Hey, Unnie." The gentle voice of Ellie drifted through Nathira's bedroom as she shifted lazily on the bed.
After a long pause, she rubbed her eyes slightly, her blanket still wrapped snugly around her. "Hmm..."
As her eyes fluttered open, she met Ellie's gaze. "Why are you waking me so early, Ellie?"
"Sorry," she murmured, perching on the edge of the bed. "But, Unnie, would it be strange if I asked about Art's past?"
Nathira's drowsiness vanished the instant she heard those words.
She didn't even need to ask how Ellie knew, anyone aware of the prophecy would know Arthur wasn't from this world.
She yawned quietly. "You don't want to ask him yourself?"
Ellie nodded quickly. "Yeah. I feel like it's my duty as his wife to find out. Of course, I'll tell him, but even if I just learn a small detail, I'll be happy."
