"Aurora is your mentor? Now I understand why you behave in such a manner," Sylvester exclaimed. "Everything now makes sense."
Lady Bethany narrowed her gaze at him. "What do you mean by that? And do you know Lady Aurora?"
"Know? She's a headache. But she's like a sister to me, and I cherish our japing jabs at each other." Sylvester truthfully answered.
Lady Bethany silently smiled, reminiscing about the good old days. She was likely going to live for at least two hundred more years, so it was better that she maintained a calm and lighthearted demeanor, as it made life more enjoyable.
As for Sylvester, who hoped to break records for the longest-reigning Pope and longest-living human, he knew his life was going to be filled with tedious monotony. After all, nothing could top the legendary Sylvester's rotten luck.
