The next day Zoemi felt good enough to go to the dining room to have his breakfast.
Of course, he had to be followed by his two corpse puppet sentinels who were making sure that there was no mana in a two-foot radius around him, but still.
At least it was better than laying down in bed completely alone while everyone else was living their lives as normal.
"Say... you must be Lord Doregon's daughter, right? Lady Misena is not really the type to sleep around – at least from what I've heard."
That said – the black-haired boy walked in on Arreta talking with Elsby with great interest.
The brown-haired young woman sat by the table and smoothly closed the distance between herself and the jet-black-haired woman who looked as if she could be her junior back in the Academy years.
