Summer pursed her lips, the sandwich sauce glimmering as it smeared across the surface.
Then, she glared at the collapsed documents. No dents, no flashes, not even a move in the air.
But Ciel watched keenly as the dragon's eyes remained unmoving. She clearly seemed conflicted.
With a big munch, Ciel hummed as her mouth was stuffed full of fresh veggies and bread.
The pause stretched. But eventually, Summer's arm stretched.
"
A flame reached the scattered papers, yet never burned the pages, except snuffing out the orb inside.
It then flickered out with a wave. Summer then turned to Ciel with a serious look.
"It would seem I'm hypocritical for ignoring you." Summer then sighed. "My apologies."
Ciel froze, then shook her head.
The one who peeked just now, even if she couldn't know how, must be one of Summer's trusted staff, whom even Summer hesitated to cut ties with.
Recalling her casual banter with Melisra, Ciel frowned a little.
