"You let Alora take Melody in her service. Isn't that amusing? Care to share some light on this," Magnus said, his gaze fixed on Izaak who lounged nonchalantly on the sofa. One foot was grounded on the floor while the other was propped up on the sofa.
"I'm surprised at your sudden display of concern," Izaak retorted, tilting his head to meet Magnus's gaze.
A chuckle escaped Magnus as he caught a glimpse of Izaak's thoughts. "Isn't it a well-known fact that our sister has a knack for stirring up trouble?" he asked, settling comfortably into an armchair. His leg was crossed over the other, and his arm was casually draped over the armrest.
