Kiaraa's gaze loomed over the tray on the maid's hands.
Ointments? No wonder she hadn't seen any visible mark from a fire on her skin. Seemed like the ointments they used were of high quality and also effective too. She then made a mental note to thank the silver-haired for looking after her and also to inquire about the origins of the ointments used on her.
And so, she didn't say a word. Her eyes seemed to be boring holes on the maid by the door who was now even too stupefied to even say a word. The maid opened and closed her mouth like a fish just drawn out of water but she was too stunned to utter a single word. The girl right before her had looks that could make anyone pause in their tracks. Her face was pale, devoid of any make up but that didn't hinder her beauty one bit.
