Royal Castle, Nightingale.
On the rooftop of the highest tower in the castle, two figures were sitting on a chair in front of a round table, sipping tea and looking at a big screen in mid air in front of them. On the big screen was the figure of a silver hair boy that looked very much like these two ladies. The two ladies were Lilith and Lucy and on the screen was Lith who was currently walking through a long corridor.
"Mom, is little brother really embarrassed or is he just putting up an act?" Lucy asked.
"Fufufu...what do you think?" Lilith chuckled and asked back.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked the question, mom." Lucy said pouting.
"Hmm, isn't it obvious, dear?"
"No, It isn't obvious."
"Ara, you have been with him for so many years and yet don't know. He is acting, obviously. I am surprised that you couldn't tell. Fufufu...does that mean mama loves him more and knows more than you do?" Lilith said chuckling.
