Silva and Valeria stood before Eclipse as he coldly dismissed them with a curt nod.
"Ah, do you need something, like, water?…" Valeria hesitated, her hand twitching toward the hem of her maid uniform.
She was about to dart off, eager to salvage whatever fleeting connection she thought they had built during their earlier encounter on the practice field.
Eclipse's voice cut through her thoughts like a blade—sharp, final. "No."
The sound of his footsteps faded into silence.
The heavy wooden door clicked shut behind him, leaving the two women in the dimly lit corridor.
Thud.
Both Valeria and Silva exchanged glances, their expressions mirroring subtle unease.
Valeria's gaze dropped to the floor, her shoulders slumping imperceptibly beneath the weight of disappointment. Well, that was short-lived, she mused bitterly.
