"It seems that they threw away a good seed," Rosalind said.
"What was that?" he asked.
"What?"
"Sorcery?"
"No." Rosalind shook her head. "I am not like that."
"Then…"
"I am just like you and him."
"Elias."
"Right."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Let me show you." Rosalind then held her hand and a ball of light appeared in her palm.
"Light," he muttered in disbelief.
"Right now, no one can see us. Not even Sofia's maid who was trying to spy on Elias not too far away."
"Ah, that—" Valentin gave an awkward smile. "Please do not mind them. They have been doing that since Elias revealed his strength."
Rosalind nodded. Still, Valentin did not drop the shield around him.
"How did you recognize me?" Valentin said.
"I can smell you."
"What?"
"Well… not me. My Blessing can feel yours," Rosalind lied without batting an eyelid.
"That's a lie. There is no way that the light Blessing can do that. I have not heard of that before."
