"I've brought him with me."
"Come in then."
It was already past midnight when Olivia welcomed Ophelia and Mika to the throne room of Fuera's castle.
Olivia was sitting on her throne, resting her right elbow on the armrest, whereas on the other armrest, a pile of documents was visible.
Her gaze was indifferent just like Mika's.
"I will take my leave n-"
"You can stay here." Olivia cut her sister off.
"?"
"This topic may concern you, too." she explained.
"U-understood."
Ophelia still distanced herself from them and listened to them from the sidelines.
"Well then..." Olivia sighed.
"Let's continue our conversation from earlier." she stated.
"Yes."
Mika walked towards her.
He drew his silver sword and pointed it at her neck.
"And based on your answer, I will have to cut you down."
"Mika!"
Ophelia was about to rush to him but the unfazed Olivia gestured with her hand to stop.
