// Helena, you are going with him and yet in such boring clothes? //
'!'
'Huh?', Helena blinked hearing Mira's words before her lips trembled, looking at Viktor's hunched back as he was helping Elara. She realized Mira was right.
"Y-young master, I will come in a moment." Helena swiftly sprinted inside the manor, making Viktor though find it confusing but didn't care much, looking at Elara.
"Come on," Viktor said, his voice carrying that same casual confidence that made Elara want to slap him. Or run. Or maybe both. "Unless you'd rather stay here with the others?"
Her amber eyes darted past him. To the manor behind where Mira stood in the doorway, arms crossed, smirking like she knew exactly what was about to happen.
To Kaida, who leaned against the wall sharpening one of her daggers with deliberate slowness.
