"Why did he leave us out of nowhere?" Hermione asked with a grumble, crossing her arms over her chest.
The three sisters were still seated inside the armory, left waiting in uneasy stillness. Ulrich had suddenly stepped out without a word, leaving his guards behind to watch over them. It was strange, far too strange to ignore.
"M—Maybe Lord Ulrich abandoned us…" Esther mumbled from beside Hermione, her voice small.
"Are you stupid?" Hermione shot back, though not without a trace of exasperated affection. "He didn't spend that much gold on us just to abandon us afterward."
"R-Right!" Esther's face brightened at once.
As usual, she had simply let her fears run too far ahead of her reason. The mere thought of being left alone was enough to disturb her, no matter how much evidence said otherwise.
"But then where did he go?" Hermione muttered, still frowning as she folded her arms tighter.
"Someone followed us. He went to find them."
Airam's voice came suddenly.
