They insist on walking back to the palace despite Lord Azryn's offer to have them return in his carriage.
Yetsune grins widely as she strolls down the street. The cobblestones beneath her feet seem to hum with the energy of her success. She knew Lord Azryn would eventually support her, but she didn't expect it to be so easy.
Convincing Sersi, on the other hand, had been much harder. He'd made it abundantly clear that when Yettiri finds out what Yetsune has done, he will stand by her side no matter what Yettiri might do to them.
Erya glances at Yetsune's radiant expression and smiles. "When do you plan to reveal your true identity to Young Master Callan?"
"Next time we meet," Yetsune replies, a small pout forming on her lips as she crosses her arms. "It's rather annoying that he can visit me whenever he pleases, but I can't do the same."
Erya chuckles, playfully nudging her shoulder. "Already missing him, are you?"
