Inside, Morgan glanced at the crowded bedroom, her brow furrowing slightly. She then cast a sidelong look at the two Fae Knights trailing closely behind her and gave a casual wave.
"Get out."
"But!"
Barghest and Melusine, who had already stepped halfway over the threshold, hesitated and instinctively wanted to argue.
"Hmm?"
Morgan turned around with a cold, drawn-out hum.
There was no emotion visible on her calm face, but beneath the scrutiny of those deep blue eyes, invisible pressure washed over them. Barghest and Melusine both shuddered, cold sweat beading on their foreheads. They immediately drooped their heads, withdrew, and prepared to leave.
"Wait..."
"You called for us, Mother?!"
Hearing the call from behind them, Barghest and Melusine, who had just backed out the door, instinctively turned around and crowded closer. Joy appeared on their faces as they looked at Morgan eagerly.
Like two dogs sitting in the yard with their tongues out, waiting for their master to toss them a bone.
Expressionless, Morgan pointed at the stuffed wardrobe.
"Take them with you."
"..."
The secret delight and anticipation in Barghest and Melusine's hearts instantly vanished. With their heads hanging low, they dragged the innocent victims out of the bedroom.
Once the noisy figures vanished from sight, Morgan tapped the ground lightly with her blue-black umbrella. A ring of aetheric light spread outward, enveloping most of the courtyard.
Several muffled cries came from the corners. A few figures clutching their heads looked resentfully at the Magic Barrier taking shape before them, then gave up on peeking any further and could only linger outside the door.
Now that peace had returned to the bedroom, the former Witch looked quietly at the first knight she had personally bestowed with a title and walked toward him step by step.
With every step