A certain Yecine momentarily reminisced about the morning she was pulled aside to 'chat' by the reddish-blonde woman. Taken to Yatrel's study and politely but forcefully told to sit in a chair… to say that she hadn't felt a little nervous at the time - with the serious look on Dame Goltbred - would not be the truth.
The brunette holding onto her in the night now immediately had a 'temper' rising before she could completely explain the whole matter. Qat warningly pinched at the small girl's waist.
"Hyaa!"
Her pigeon-blue eyes flew wide at the loud, emotion-filled sound. The swordswoman had not expected such a reaction at all! Even though she was sure they had a certain amount of privacy thanks to Elua, she couldn't help but look up to see if anyone would approach.
The one responsible for that sudden noise also looked up and dared to seem *aggrieved*. Of course, there were innumerable other familiar emotions mixed in.
