Varian didn't know what Anna's exact thoughts were, but from seeing the sharp-tongue maid being tongue-tied and her peeks at Sia, he guessed she was surprised at her strength.
'I'm not complaining that she's silent.'
Varian smiled to himself and glanced down at the unconscious woman in a pink princess dress.
Taking a deep breath, Varian opened the wooden box from Ron and carefully placed the herb on Kristine's forehead.
"Sia."
"Got it."
With a nod, Sia locked her mind sense on the woman. If anything went wrong during the process, she'd inform Varian and even offer assistance.
But Sia wasn't just doing the work he asked her, she was also keeping an eye on Anna and Richard.
'Even though they spent time with him…after what happened to Enigma, I can't really trust others.' Sia was worried that Varian would also be betrayed.