The Mother of Dragons, Altair Draconis - Part 1

Liliana's expression froze. Her eyes twitched slightly as she asked, her voice trembling, "Leon, what do you mean? Isn't soy sauce chicken your favorite food?"

Leon stayed calm, arms crossed over his chest.

"No. It's not my favorite—it's Fiona's. So…"

His gaze turned sharp, and a powerful aura burst from his body.

"You're not Liliana, are you?"

His favorite food had always been stir-fried lamb—the dish Liliana cooked for him at nearly every lunch and dinner.

Soy sauce chicken, on the other hand, was the favorite of both Fiona and Iris.

Recalling the blood pool he'd been in earlier, Leon came to a conclusion: All of this was just an illusion. This place… and the Liliana standing before him… were both fake.

Liliana's body tensed. Her hands trembled.

"What are you saying, Leon?" she asked, forcing a gentle smile. "I'm Liliana Crimson—your partner. Why would you say something like that?"