"Don't say my name with her lips," Stefan warned as he pushed her away, and she hopped back a meter, still smiling at him. "Lakresha."
Lilou's smile grew luminous, irking Stefan even more. Such a radiance from Lilou that exuded a dangerous aura was unlike her, not as he remembered her.
"My apologies, Your Majesty. Please forgive me this once." She spoke softly, giving a slight bow. "It wasn't my intention to peruse the lost years of her life."
As she glanced aside, one figure after another came into view. "Silvia."
"Lilou," Silvia murmured, giving her a thorough once-over, discerning for certain that something was amiss with Lilou.
Dominique, too, fixed his gaze on Lilou, his hands gradually clenching into fists. "Lakresha, whatever are you contemplating?"
"Hehe!" Lilou's giggle was nearly exuberant as she clasped her hands behind her back, hopped up the stairs, and sank onto the throne.
