"You seemed to have been enjoying yourself watching me fight for my life, while you allowed Diane to sleep on your shoulder like it was nothing to you… Huh, Ezra?"
Vera said lightly while folding her arms and narrowing her dull black eyes at Ezra.
The two were still standing in the airport area, not far from the Ashenlocke Private Royal Steam Dirigible. Around them, servants continued moving luggage toward the massive airship, while members of different Noble Houses made their final preparations before departure.
Some students were already inside their respective Dirigibles, while others remained outside to speak with their friends and family members before leaving the Royal Academy behind for the holidays.
Ezra glanced at Vera.
"Her maid pleaded with me to assist her, and I did."
He replied simply, since he did not see what was so special about the situation.
