Lyon and the rest were gathering by the Third Hall with a long table served. He looked left and then he looked right.
"Are you looking for something?" Cecile asked.
"Of course," Lyon smiled. "I didn't see that icy woman everywhere."
"She is probably with her matriarch," answered Cecile as she nibbed some food.
"Hmm, that's going to be some awkward moment between them," said Lyon. "I kinda felt bad for her to be honest."
"Well, you did spasm blood to her face," said Cecile as she chuckled.
"That's not what I meant," Lyon's brows twitched. "I was talking about her circumstances with her mother."
"I will warn you, Lyon," said Cecile. "Don't interfere with their relation, you will give us unnecessary problems."
"Hey, I don't like meddling with other people's business, at least in general," answered Lyon.
