Lu Li walked towards Kiluat. She was facing away, and Margaret's bed was half tidied, with books stacked and alchemical materials and cauldrons piled up.
"Fudote can use the new bed," Lu Li said calmly.
Kiluat shivered slightly at the sound of Lu Li's voice, wiped her cheek with her hand, and then turned around, forcing a smile: "No need... wallowing in grief will only hold us back... we need a fresh start."
...
In the end, Margaret's bed could not be kept.
After tidying up Margaret's belongings, Kiluat sat back down in front of the fireplace with an old diary in hand.
Naxi raised an eyebrow at Yege, suggesting they tactfully leave the lounge.
"Margaret was my best friend, always has been." The shadow flickered under the fireplace flame, and a whisper arose under Kiluat's changing cheeks: "We supported each other like sisters... She was the older sister... Are you surprised I'm a woman?"
Not really. At least Yege and Naxi knew Kiluat's true gender and had told Lu Li.
