Angelina seemed extremely agitated. Even though Miss Galina could not see her face clearly, she could read her mood from her movements.
Tifa immediately followed them into the room and shut the door. Seeing that neither person on the sofa moved, she coughed on her mistress's behalf.
Hearing that sound, Shade tried to sit up, but Angelina was holding him too tightly for him to move.
The Witch shook her head and said:
"Next time, Angelina, at least remember to lock the door. If I hadn't been the one to walk in just now, tomorrow's gossip would have overshadowed the front-page headlines."
Only upon hearing Miss Galina's voice did Angelina finally release Shade. She braced herself against the sofa and tried to sit up. As her red hair fell and covered Shade's face, the eyes in her flushed face remained fixed on him.
After sitting upright, she gathered her loose hair again, bit her lip, and turned toward her grand-aunt with a deeply reddened face. But Miss Galina knew her blush was definitely not from embarrassment.
"I..."
Now that he could finally get up, Shade wanted to say something, but the Witch, who knew both Shade and Angelina well, waved her hand:
"No need to explain. Let me guess—when you entered the room, Angelina hugged you and then pinned you to the sofa."
Though some of the details were off, she was broadly correct.
"Shade, look, the young ladies of the Cavendish family have always known what they want, and they are quite willing to act to get it. In that respect, although Iluna also has clear goals, traditional moral restraints make her somewhat less decisive. You've already suffered two assassination attempts today."
The Duchess teased him with a smile. Shade wiped his lips and looked at the little Princess's