Voice: "What matters now is that we are in love."
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In the just cloudy sky which already pulled its rays of sunset inside to releasing a cold breezy atmosphere upon the Mansion.
Eloira was resting upon her arms on the railings alone at the deck of the Mansion, her mind was long lost to the city in front of her,
In a short bit, she chuckles after a sneer that her boring mood clouded with a brighter one, she just can't believe she had to pretend to be asleep when Lura bang inside with an erupted anger.
It is quite funny to her, she chuckles the more releasing a flaming breeze from her pale pinky lips,
At first, she thought Shiven has told Lura about her which was why she was free to tell them she couldn't feel taste but listening to Lura that night she realized she's still unaware.
