In the library, nestled beside the warm fireplace, Eleanor found herself delightfully entertained by Iris's company. The little vampire was a voracious bookworm, enthusiastically sharing her thoughts on the book she was reading, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Iris also generously shared her pastries with Eleanor, making the experience even more enjoyable.
As the time approached for her sword practice, Iris pouted, setting her book aside on the desk. "I have to go now."
Eleanor smiled, savoring the last bite of apple pie. "Good luck with your practice."
Iris rose from her chair, waving goodbye to Eleanor. "Thank you!" She then hurried out of the library, eager to begin her training.
Eleanor sighed, draining the crystal glass of water in one gulp. Her gaze drifted to the fireplace, her mind wandering back to Iris's enigmatic words about Ares's curse. The little vampire had revealed nothing more, leaving her curiosity about Ares on the high.
