Izlandi was guided by her maid to a cultivation chamber, inside she found Lirian sitting in a meditative state as he floated in the middle of the room.
Between her and Lirian sat a huge tub of brownish water, several different leaves floated about in the bath releasing a lovely smell that permeated the room.
Steam rose out of the tub, and Izlandi couldn't help but think that it reminded her of a tea, it had so many amazing aromatic smells, that were refreshing, and some part was eager to take a tea cup and scoop up a little to try.
The maid hurriedly bowed to Lirian, then after casting a coy look at him, she flashed Izlandi a naughty smile before leaving room and shutting the cultivation chamber door behind her, leaving only Izlandi and Lirian in the room.
Izlandi wasn't sure what to think or say, as she looked at Lirian, a pang of fear crept up into heart every time she thought about what happened.
