"But you seem tense. Why don't you come to visit the Red Light District while you still have time to ease the stress in your body? You know it's not good for a woman to have such a stern expression all the time; only the Queen can pull that off when she does it," Mistress Sylvana smiled, raising an eyebrow at Commander Sy'ra.
"Of course, I always wonder how you manage to handle so many gods' chosens and keep them in check. It must be tough, right?"
"You should consider yourself lucky I'm not in the mood for banter," Commander Sy'ra snorted, noting that she had remained silent throughout their conversation. However, hearing her speak, she realized she was mistaken; the Vixen was still as nonchalant as ever, as long as it didn't affect the Red Light District.
'Let's see how you react when the news finally breaks,' Commander Sy'ra thought, a glint flashing as she shifted her attention elsewhere.
