With the meeting over, Isis headed back to her room, muttering something about needing her beauty sleep. Chione followed soon after, leaving Cassandra alone in the dimly lit living room.
"That went smoother than I expected," Cassandra murmured to herself, though the tension in her chest refused to fully dissipate.
As she headed back to her room, a sudden chill ran down her spine. She froze in place, her eyes darting above her where a strange eye was, locking on her.
"Stop eavesdropping, Cleopatra," she said sharply, her voice cutting through the silence of the dim room.
A soft, amused chuckle echoed in the room, sending shivers down her arms. "You must have seen something interesting, haven't you, huh, Cass?" The voice was teasing, almost playful.
"Scram, Cleopatra," Cassandra snapped, her tone leaving no room for argument.
