Feeling a bit weary, she lifted her head, intending to relax, only to catch sight of her parents seemingly in dispute at the bedroom window on the third floor.
After a moment's thought, she retrieved a small crystal from her pocket, infused it with ether, and projected an image of herself lying on the lawn, then stealthily made her way back inside to climb up to the third floor.
"Leiden, do you comprehend the gravity of your words? She is your daughter! Are you doubting her, or are you doubting me?"
Eleanor's eyes brimmed with tears: "How could you utter such words!"
"…Eleanor, it's not about doubt towards either of you, please, calm down and listen to me."
Leiden, massaging his temples, the weariness evident in his demeanor, exhaled deeply:
