John approached the two, who seemed to not notice him at all as their focus was on each other. An amused smile clung to Zeras' face as he stared at Lilian, who he had just called his sister.
"Why do you give me such a cold look?" Zeras asked, his voice sad as if he was hurt by her words. "For over a decade I thought you were dead, but I see you here before me. I feel nothing but joy for our reunion, and yet you treat me so coldly."
"Spare your theatrics for someone else, Zeras," Lilian replied coldly, her eyes narrowed. "You are now as you were then. A snake hiding behind a mask of niceties."
A grimace appeared on Zeras' face as if he had truly been hurt by Lilians words, and he took a step backwards.
"To think my little sister would treat me so harshly," he shook his head in self-pity, but Lilians sour glare did not soften for even a moment.
