A Daughter-Complex

A moment before Aether and his group arrived at the Empire,

"Aawwww! I cannot believe my mother didn't let me meet Aether!" Lia exclaimed with a pout, her tone dripping with annoyance as she lay sprawled on the bed. Her face rubbed against the soft pillow while her legs flailed against the mattress in frustration.

They had received the news of Mortimer's death. Although Lia was not particularly close to that old man, she still tried to use this unfortunate event as an excuse to see Aether again. However, her mother remained firm, refusing to let her go no matter how much she begged or pleaded.

This left Lia sulking, now reduced to lying helplessly on her bed.

"Hmph... That mother of mine," Lia muttered under her breath, her voice laced with irritation. She groaned and sighed deeply, her hand unconsciously drifting toward her lips.