Hionthea sat in front of Namara. She took a deep breath. "So what do you want to say?"
Namara stopped eating. She looked at Hionthea seriously. "Castor has found you."
Silence.
"How's it going? I heard Castor talking to someone about you guys living in Thersea. I just wanted to say that," Namara said casually. She didn't look tense, in contrast to Hionthea's situation, which was getting more and more awkward.
"You must be lying. Where are you from?"
Namara chuckled. "It's up to you whether you believe me or not. It's just… your life is in danger, I guess? I don't know what hatred or grudge is going on between you two."
Hionthea frowned. "Why are you bothering to tell me this? We don't know. You must have other goals," she said, probingly.
"I just…. I honestly don't like Castor. Of course, I don't want what he wants to be achieved. You know what I mean, don't you?"
