The round-faced, freckled girl pulled on Thales's hand with one hand, while skillfully lifting her skirt with the other, revealing a pair of rugged, sturdy walking boots that seemed out of place with her dress, clomping up the stairs with expertise, swiftness, and agility.
"Where on earth are you taking me—"
"Quiet, watch where you're going, I won't compensate you if you fall."
Thales had no choice but to follow Sherryl as they climbed the stone stairs, reaching the third level of Sunset Temple.
Thales had mixed feelings towards the young Lady Kevendill who had appeared so abruptly the night before, and even now he was unsure of the proper way to treat her.
Without a doubt, Cecilia Kevendill was far from the innocent and simple girl depicted in portraits or described by Jann. At least, her interest and skill in creating atmospheres, diverting attention, and playing pranks were extraordinary, even unsettling (Thales found this quite irritating).
