"The purpose of Glenda attack?"
"To hamper Arda's growth into power. They wanted our attention to be spread," the wine-glass laid empty, Igna pushed into his chair and stared up, "-how was it?" he asked.
"Do they all tie into what happened?"
"I said it before, I don't have conclusive evidence. From what information was made available, I gathered and created a story. Éclair verified most of it, which says a lot. Guess it to be the truth," the gaze shifted inside where the gathered crowd stepped into the dance floor. Music swapped for melodic and peaceful, couples closed gaps, had hands around their partners and gave inviting gaze, some mushed their lips, others had their tongues timidly licked the upper or lower lips.
"Won't you be joining?" inquired Julius.
"Not really," he smiled, "-how about you head forth."
