Miyu drew in a slow, deep breath, her chest rising gently before she exhaled, the sound trembling faintly through her lips. "Hm… well, that settles it," she murmured, though her cheeks were still painted in soft crimson. Her eyes glimmered under the dim light, locking onto Eran's with a warmth that carried both composure and something tender beneath it.
"You haven't been around throughout last week," Eran murmured, tilting his head slightly in curiosity. "You told me you were summoned by the High Council or did I forget?"
He arched a brow slightly as his voice dropped into a quiet murmur. "You did mention that, didn't you ?"
