"WINTER, my little cinnamon roll," Tilly said when Winter finally picked up her call. "How's my baby?"
Right now, she secretly went to her old room in House Prescott to spend the night there.
Unlike House Nystrom, the security in her father's old mansion was lax. Fortunately, despite her absence for so long, the mansion was still very kept-well. She had a feeling that Kiho took good care of her father's house as well.
She wasn't worried that she'd get caught because she overwhelmed the entire room with her own Mana. That meant ordinary people would temporarily forget about the existence of her chamber as long as she was there.
It was a technique that Wong taught her.
"I'm fine."
She was glad that she was already sitting on the edge of the bed when she heard the familiar husky (and sexy) voice from the other end of the line. If she had been standing, her knees would have buckled already.
Kiho…
