King's Hall, in Elizabeth's bedroom.
"You're awake?" Guding watched Elizabeth slowly open her eyes, resting on his arm.
"I'm going to take a bath, I still have work to do later." Elizabeth said, trying to get up, but feeling a wave of soreness.
"Are you okay?" Guding held her up.
"I'm fine, just a bit sore." Elizabeth blushed.
"Then don't go today, take a day off. Medea and others can help with it, right?" Guding insisted.
"They have other work, there are several major collaboration projects recently, and final decisions require me. Plus, the partners are top families and forces, and delaying a day might make them think we lack sincerity to collaborate." Elizabeth patiently explained.
"Alright then, I'll have Berg make some soup for you later." Guding finally relented.
"I'm going to take a bath." Elizabeth wrapped herself in a robe and got up.
"Let's shower together!" Guding grinned mischievously.
"No way!" Elizabeth directly refused.
