Saturday came.
It was the last class of the day and Elira was putting her things into her bag.
Her hands moved with purpose but her eyes were vacant—something was disturbing her mind.
"Sister, why didn't you tell me Axel got into the hospital a few nights ago?"
Out of nowhere, Thalia's voice creeped into her ears—snapping Elira out of her stupor.
Almost instantly, her hands stopped as she turned toward Thalia, blooming an assuring smile on her lips that seemed forced, "I don't want you to be worried," She answered—and continued on what she was doing. "Besides, you don't like him so I decided to not say anything"
"Is it another assassin from the Crimson Wolf Clan again?" Thalia leaned closer and asked.
Upon hearing this, Elira paused but quickly shook her head, "No, he got into a scuffle—that's all."
As Elira said that, she closed her bag and stood up—heading for the door.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Thalia called.