"Look at your hand," Keitel gestured to Lucia. Her hand was white-hot with mana. Keitel placed her hand in his palm. His cool mana extinguished the flame. Lucia looked at her hand reproachfully.
"That was an accident. It's never happened before," She remarked in genuine surprise.
"Lucia, is he the reason you hate Ramelle?" Keitel's eyes narrowed.
Lucia's eyes fluttered. Her eyes didn't meet his.
"What will you achieve by confronting him like this?" Keitel asked calmly.
"I know you don't believe me, but he is the one plotting against the Empire," She pointed towards him.
Duke Morton didn't seem to notice. He was in conversation with two other lords of the court. The sound of the party-goers made it impossible to hear their conversation.
"Then let me come with you," Keitel suggested. "We are working together now aren't we?"
Lucia nodded thoughtfully. The pair made their way to Duke Morton.
