Cassia and Victoria followed at a deliberate pace, maintaining a cautious distance from Nero.
Despite the physical separation, their spiritual senses were finely tuned, allowing them to pinpoint his exact location even from miles away.
It was during these moments, amidst their journey, that they found solace in their private conversations.
"You know, Victoria, you didn't mention how remarkably handsome the man who captured us, young master Adrian Sinclair, is," Victoria remarked with a playful lilt, attempting to inject a moment of lightness into their otherwise grim circumstances.
Cassia chuckled softly, though her expression remained somber. "I didn't think his looks were particularly relevant to our current predicament, sister. Besides, weren't you already exasperated by all those persistent handsome suitors back in Silver Moon City?" Her tone held a touch of teasing, a reminder of the societal norms they had left behind.
