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The Lady was not budging even though he was not using kindness in his tone anymore.
How she suddenly covered her visage was surprising in itself.
Her silence was distressing this time. The ignorance of what was going through her mind right after failing to manifest her mouthpiece and her aloof response as she told him it was a usual occurrence were misleading his speculation.
'Is she hurting?... Is it sadness??... What is it that makes you hide your finesse from me?.....'
Unaware that it was the shame born from her witty character, Zeleskiaz worried over what seemed to be troubling her.
Watching her fingertips gain colour, Zeleskiaz insisted once more.
"... Dismiss your hands, My–" — Yet... He stopped his intent for an order.
