"Derrick is not stupid. Just wait it out, he will definitely.. realize his mistakes in the future," Estelle consoled Minerva.
Even though the elder had lived for an astounding amount of years, hurtful words were still hurtful.
In face of a society that condemned you constantly for being alive, what could you do?
"Hope so! It would not be in my favor if he continues doing that forever. I've grown attached to Sierra, you see~" Minerva looked unaffected by everything.
"Indeed,"
Engaging in small talks, they were soon interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Enter," Estelle responded.
"Young lady, the lord wishes to see you," Lylia slowly closed the door upon entering and reported the news.
"Father? Now?"
"Yes. The lord had informed that the matter was urgent," Lylia curtly said.
"...Alright, tell him I will be there in a moment. You can go back now,"
"Understood, young lady," Lylia withdrew herself from the room, leaving the two.
