Chapter 30

The place was quiet now, the air thick with unspoken thoughts and the faint, lingering aroma of the meal that had just concluded. The table, once adorned with delicate dishes and sparkling goblets, had been cleared, leaving only the smooth surface and the weight of expectation.

Lady Orita motioned for Q and Juliette to sit.

The two girls obeyed without question, each taking a chair with varying levels of composure—Juliette glided into hers as if she belonged there, while Q shifted uncomfortably, her back still stiff from trying to sit "properly" all afternoon.

Lady Orita stood at the head of the table, her hands resting lightly on the back of the chair in front of her. Her expression was unreadable, her sharp eyes darting between the two girls as though she could see straight through them. The silence stretched, and just when Q thought she couldn't take it anymore, Lady Orita spoke.