Karl's eyes narrowed slightly as he fixed Ilomina with a calm but firm gaze. "Ilomina, that's enough," he said evenly. "Please, go away.."
Ilomina's face twisted with rage, her eyes blazing as she turned fully to face Karl. "Why?" she spat, her voice shaking with intensity. "Why are you even listening to her? She hurt Ilkar yesterday, and you made her breakfast! This is... this is unthinkable!"
"Ilomina, don't act like a child," he said evenly.
Ilomina's anger flared, but she could find no words to counter him.
Eiravyne knew that Karl and Ilomina were too casual with each other; there were no titles between them.
She concluded that this was the same with Ilkar. She finally stood on her feet, looking down as she said, "I will go now. Thank you, Karl, for your help."
