Just as Ceylon had expected, it was Schwarz knocking at the door.
After receiving Ceylon's permission, Schwarz pushed open the door and entered with a pot of steaming black tea.
She wore a pink nightgown. Pink was Ceylon's hair color, so she liked it very much. Her long silver hair, tied up during the day,
cascaded down behind her like a waterfall.
Compared to daytime, she seemed less capable and sharp now, and more soft and gentle with mature feminine grace.
"Miss."
Walking to the table, Schwarz nodded to Ceylon, placed a cup before her, and poured her some black tea.
Steam rose from the tea, slightly blurring Ceylon's vision.
Ceylon picked up the cup, blew on the tea, and took a sip. Her eyes unconsciously curved into lovely crescents.
"As expected of the black tea Schwarz brewed. It tastes wonderful."
"It can't compare to you, Miss."
Schwarz tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a somewhat stiff smile.
When Ceylon saw it, her eyes widened at once, and she nearly got scalded by the tea.
Setting down her cup, Ceylon said in surprise, "Schwarz, you smiled just now! When did you learn how to do that? Ever since we were children, I've barely ever seen you smile... Huh? Why did you stop smiling again?"
Schwarz put on a stern face. "You must have seen wrong, Miss. Why are you still awake at this hour? It's already very late."
Normally, Ceylon would have been asleep by now. Schwarz would not have knocked on her door so late either.
It was only because she had heard movement from Ceylon, who had been unable to sleep, that Schwarz realized she was still awake. So she brewed a pot of black tea and came to knock on her door.
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