Noir giggled softly against Neo's chest. She gracefully slid off his lap, smoothing her dark silk dress with a completely unapologetic smirk.
She glanced at Zestia with a amused smile.
"Fufu, a relationship? My dear, naive little knight. An Emperor does not limit himself to simple mortal relationships. He conquers, and we submit to his glorious authority. Though, I must admit, I am currently leading the race for his affections."
Zestia's golden aura erupted violently. She stomped forward, entirely ignoring the dark-haired woman, and stopped right in front of Neo.
"Is that true, Neo? Did you already choose her over me?"
Neo looked at Zestia's trembling shoulders expressionlessly.
"I have not chosen anyone, Zestia. Noir was merely testing my patience, exactly as she always does. There is absolutely nothing happened between us."
