Namara and Hestia came out of the library drunk. They were both whispering while giggling occasionally. The two of them staggered and clung to each other.
"Come on, come on, come with me to the room. I want us to sleep together tonight," said Hestia in an indistinct voice.
"What? What did you say? Let me go, please..." Namara groaned in her unconsciousness. "I want to go home."
"Let's go to sleep," said Hestia who then pulled Namara weakly.
The palace guards who saw this became astonished. Had the two women just been in big trouble? Why are they so drunk?
"Haahh…. Let me go! You know what? I don't like being forced!" growled Namara. However, the growl was just like the wind. It doesn't produce anything. It doesn't even scare other people.
Still in such a state, the two of them continued to walk with no direction. It was clear they were passing through a deserted corridor.
