Leira's breath hitched, her throat bobbing up and down when Renzille finally poised her question.
Have you traveled back in time?
Such a question will make others believe that Renzille has lost her mind if they were to get a wind of what she had just uttered, the mere idea of one travelling in the past condemned to be insane.
Renzille knows the consequences of the gamble she walked into and was quite confident for the positive outcome, but with Leira's silence, she's starting to rethink her suspicion.
She had believed, albeit thinking about it briefly, that Leira had gone back into the past like her— especially after witnessing how Leira had been vague on the reason how she found out about Renzille's prowess.
Renzille had never held a weapon up until her deployment to the battlefield, so how could Leira know?
The third born's hands curled into fists in her lap, her heart hammering within her chest.
