"Lord Yan Huan, you're back."
"Mm."
"First, get off my head."
"Okay..."
After slowly climbing down, Yan Huan dusted off his clothes and asked:
"Have you eaten?"
"I have," Aglaea replied.
"Mm..."
"..."
Silence fell over the Golden Bathhouse.
After a long while, Aglaea finally spoke:
"Could I ask you to turn around so I can get dressed?"
"Sure."
Yan Huan turned around and waited about five seconds.
"I'm done."
When he looked back, Aglaea was dressed.
"Next time you return, please let me know first so I can get dressed."
"I thought you all bathed with your clothes on." Yan Huan blinked.
"Only when someone else is present." Aglaea took a deep breath, then said, "Forgive me, but I have pressing matters to attend to. Castorice will explain everything from here."
Yan Huan watched Aglaea leave. Soon, Castorice rode the rising platform up to the Golden Bathhouse.
"My lord, you're finally back."
Unlike the stern Aglaea, Castorice looked delighted.
"I missed you terribly."
"Hm? Seele... It's been a while."
Castorice drew closer, and Yan Huan smiled.
"It's been so long. You look stronger! Things must be going well. You even dyed your hair."
Castorice froze. "?"
"You've mistaken me for someone else, my lord. I'm Castorice..."
"Castorice? Oh! So it's you."
"Sorry, I got mixed up."
"Has anything happened lately? Aglaea even took her clothes off to bathe. That's not normal."
"Madam Aglaya has been under a great deal of pressure lately."
Looking worried, Castorice told Yan Huan what had happened while he was away.
The more Yan Huan heard, the more baffled he became.
"?"
"That pitch-black thing survived that? Is he an Emanator?"
Yan Huan had a rough idea how powerful his own attack was.
But Trianne was more important right now.
"Where's Trianne? Have you found