Silvia quietly placed her hand into Shiayar's palm.
She spoke softly: "Ennie usually finishes her meditation around four or five in the morning."
"If we leave now, we can make it back in time for breakfast and not let Ennie find out we snuck out to play at night."
Hiss~
Shiayar gasped and looked at the serene and demure silver-haired girl before him in shock.
"Silvia Babe, when did you become so skilled at this?"
If it wasn't for Shiayar being familiar with Silvia's genuine voice, no one else could imitate it, he would have suspected that Augutina's Dream Illusion Technique had improved again, and that the Silvia before him was actually Augutina in disguise.
Was this still the naive and romantic daughter of the grand duke that Shiayar remembered?
"Even the most naive and romantic girl can't remain unchanged after years of longing, Brother Shiayar."
The melodious voice of the Silver haired Witch softly echoed in Shiayar's ear.
