Leaving the room, Mila pressed her back against the door with her ear closer, to listen to what Zyran was doing. She found it weird that he suddenly wanted to be alone, after they had played and laughed comfortably.
When Mila heard a soft groan from inside, she tried to go back inside and check, but Cher joined her.
"There you are, let's go get the dining ready. It's two hours before our guests arrive." Cher grabbed Mila by the hand, tugging her as she walked down to the kitchen.
"The air here feels so different, don't you think?" Cher asked with a smile. "It's not suffocating or gloomy. I don't know, but it makes me feel relaxed. Don't you think?"