"Galina, don't say that. Maybe someone likes sickly girls like that."
Luvia said with a smile. Just then, Shade's footsteps sounded, and before long he returned to the bedroom carrying a mahogany jewelry box.
"Galina, the dew drops you wanted are all here. What were you just saying about being pretty?"
"Nothing."
Galina immediately denied it. She then opened the box for a look, and the faint starlight inside instantly illuminated her face.
"Why are there so many? How much of your blood did this cost? And that woman got sick, yet you ended up being the one who had to provide the treatment."
She sounded somewhat displeased. Though she looked down on that frail colleague, she still thanked Shade before hurrying away with the dew drops.
"I'll make her pay the bill. I won't let you suffer a loss."
"It's not really a loss. Maintaining the Council's Unity benefits me as well. Well then, Galina is gone."
Shade shook his head. Leaving Little Mia on the carpet, he slipped back beneath the curtains, and three pairs of arms immediately wrapped around him. Though Galina had interrupted them earlier, the young ladies had not lost any of their enthusiasm.
"Shade, are you interested in Witches prettier than Galina?"
Luvia asked Shade from behind with a smile.
"What kind of question is that? What exactly were you talking about just now?"
"Luvia, I'd wager Shade is definitely interested."
It was unclear whether it was the Princess or Miss Writer speaking indistinctly from below.
"But tonight, you're not allowed to think about any Witches. You may only think about the three of us."
Shade ultimately never figured out what they had been discussing. The good news, however, was that on Sunday morning, Galina had Tifa deliver a letter informing Shade that his