"He should only dare to call you 'Your Majesty the Queen.'"
Aiwass joked, "Certainly wouldn't dare to call you 'sister.'"
After that, the two exchanged a smile.
Ligeia held her hot beer that she brewed herself, sipping it bit by bit, while giving them a sidelong glance with her dead-fish eyes.
After that natural kiss, the atmosphere between the two had subtly changed.
Most evidently, Isabel had become markedly more bold.
Before, she clearly didn't dare to tease Aiwass, nor act coquettishly around him, only daring to approach him proactively about official matters... At all other times, she waited for Aiwass to come to her.
And Aiwass, beforehand, respected but kept a certain distance from Isabel. Rather than a friend, he seemed more like an elder or a teacher.
Although verbally, the two hadn't formally acknowledged their relationship, the essence of the atmosphere and the way they interacted had already changed.
Ligeia easily noticed this change in atmosphere.
