•FLASHBACK•
'Hmmmm... this wine tasted so good!'
Gala thought when she already had her fourth glass of wine. She grimaced when she caught sight of Alvaro having fun conversations with Thrarumli, Nevuda, and with Dhorndur's princess, Thramuelda.
She eyed the striking red hair of the dwarf princess enviously.
'Maybe Alvaro has preference for red-head girls.' She thought bitterly as she put down the empty glass to a nearby tray.
She slumped back to her spot, feeling a bit lonely with no one she could have a bit of chat. The elemental personas were enjoying the celebration, experiencing fun things while they were out in the surface.
The corner of her lips rose in disgust when she saw Thramuelda wrapping her arms around Alvaro's arms.
'She should be thankful of the barrier's effect on Alvaro because if he didn't shrink, there was no way she could do that. She would just only reach Alvaro's thighs.'
