Celebration Ball (5)

"I don't know much about the merfolk." Margherita's tone was cold, and her gaze was somewhat evasive.

"Preston should know far more than I do... If you're really interested, just ask him directly."

Ang was slightly taken aback and frowned. "That's quite a drastic change in attitude."

"Anything else you want to ask?" Margherita pressed her lips together, her gaze already drifting toward the door, her voice carrying a hint of impatience. "If not, I'll be leaving first."

Before she had even finished speaking, she stood and strode quickly toward the door, barely giving Ang any time to react.

Ang opened his mouth, intending to say something more, but in the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

The moment Margherita stepped out of the command hall, Maya immediately hurried over, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Huh? Why did you come out so quickly? What did the commander say to you?"

Margherita ignored her and merely kept her head lowered as she walked ahead quickly.

"He didn't bully you, did he? Did he say something that upset you?" Maya chattered as she chased after her. "Hey? Say something, will you?"

Margherita remained silent.

"Oh—I know!" Maya suddenly leaned closer.

In a mysterious whisper, she said, "Is it... because you still mind the fact that the commander saw our bodies when he treated us for the first time?"

Hearing that, Margherita abruptly stopped and turned to glare coldly at Maya. Gritting her teeth, she said, "He saw yours. Mine... he didn't."

Maya froze. Thinking it over carefully, that did seem to be the case.

A wicked smile immediately spread across her face. She leaned close to Margherita's ear and whispered, "Oh~ So you didn't want the commander to see you?"

"But I remember that one night, I heard you calling the commander's