He let out a small sigh, gaze still fixed on her. 'She looks like an angel when she's asleep… and when she's not.'
Multiple memories flashed through his brain at once as he shook his head. 'I don't even want to think about that.'
Before he could think any longer, a voice fell inside his head, as his gaze shifted towards the direction from where the voice just come.
Valexeria was standing there, arms crossed, gaze fixed at Leon as her expression remained cold.
"Ragnar." She said.
He put on a fake smile on his face, voice came. "Yes, tower master?" His tone was polite, bowing lightly.
"You don't have to do the formal gesture anymore," she took a small pause, stepped forward.
And continued. "I got a letter from the mage society." She said.
Strands of mana started to cover around her hand, and the moment they disappeared, a letter appeared in her hand.
"A letter from the mage society?" He muttered.
"And why are you showing that to me, Valexeria?"
