Two days later, Rosa's heels was the only one clicking against the marble steps, a sound carried through the stairwell of her workplace and moving necks left and right around her.
Ugh, those shoes are the worse, but they do a great job getting on Zarek's nerves so they're still worth the pain.
The brief walk she had taken in the palm garden had been a welcome respite in the middle of what felt like a marathon to Rosa. The past two days had been consumed with preparing materials for the upcoming conference between the monarchs of Drakemore and Vordania, and she knew that once she sits behind her desk again, she won't raise her head until work hours are over.
"Haah~"
