"Hey, hey, don't fall in love with me, it was just a joke," Idan told Elira through a mental link, noticing her embarrassment and trying to avoid misunderstandings.
Elder Silas's face darkened, and Elder Elena's eyes twinkled with slyness.
"What do you think of our Elira, Mr. Ignis?" asked Elena.
"Well, I have only good impressions about her," Idan admitted.
"And that's it? Only a good impression?" Elena looked at him in surprise.
"What else could it be?" Idan tilted his head and hurried to add, "I'm not interested in her as a partner, I already have an equally beautiful wife whom I love with all my heart."
Elira, who knew and understood all this, still felt sad when she heard Idan's words. But most of all, she felt awkward from the fact that all this was happening in front of many curious members of her own clan.
Elder Elena also frowned now.
"Okay, let's get down to business," Idan suggested, realizing that the beginning of the conversation had not gone well.
