As Stiles exited the terrace, he noticed Alexia by the corner of the hallway, her right leg raised slightly as she rested on the wall.
As usual, she wore a white and black gothic maid clothing with black stockings that extended to her thighs and a black slip-on. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, extending to her front.
She observed Stiles with her scarlet eyes, her lips paused with a smile.
"Were you following me?" Stiles gave Alexia an inquisitive stare.
"No," She replied bluntly, her smile not faltering for a second.
'Twitch. Then how did you arrive at this place…?' Stiles thought. 'Sigh… not like it matters.'
Gently closing the door behind him, Stiles headed for Alexia's position, which was in the same direction as his room's.
"How was the meeting? Did everything go well?" Alexia inquired curiously, her gaze fixated on Stiles' approaching figure.
