"Angel! Angel, come play with us—with Nasha!"
The boisterous witches entered the throne hall together and invited Jiang Han and Angel, who were chatting by the fireplace. It was nighttime, after all—the very hour when witches were at their most lively.
Miss Mary Sue deftly found the piano in the room and sat before it with another girl, beginning to play a few simple melodies.
Jiang Han saw Angel smile faintly, looking quite interested.
"You went golfing?"
Leah nodded and smiled at Jiang Han. "I invited Nasha too. She said she had something to discuss with you, so after we got back, we wanted to see whether you two were still here. Regrettable—and fortunate. Come, let us play to our hearts' content tonight. Never mind tomorrow, never mind the future—today is all that matters."
What a rogue... Jiang Han covered her mouth and chuckled, her beautiful eyes turning toward Angel beside her.
Angelite rose and reached out to pull Jiang Han to her feet, saying patiently, "Then let's play. What are you playing?"
"Come dance. It's time you properly experienced the hardship of dancing." Seeing them rise, Leah led them to the piano and explained, "You don't have to dance exactly as we do onstage, but as punishment, Angel, you'll have to dance blindfolded. If you dance badly, we'll record it and post it online so everyone can see how ridiculous you look."
"So this is a punishment game?" Angel winked her left eye and accepted the silk scarf Leah handed her for the blindfold.
Jiang Han was somewhat worried. "Can you do it, Angel?"
"There's nothing I can't do. Nasha, for many people, being blindfolded means being at a loss. But me... well, I'm Angelite." Angelite pursed her lips at Rook, who was snickering, then broke into a smile