Brando and Solenne both turned around at the same time.
A slender, graceful girl had somehow appeared behind them, standing perfectly still. She wore a form-fitting light blue noble gown, and her demeanor was gentle and tranquil; she carried such a gentle, peaceful air that she looked like the very picture of quiet, unthreatening innocence.
A flicker of understanding crossed Solenne's eyes. She shifted sideways and stepped back discreetly, putting half a step of distance between herself and Brando.
That tiny, almost imperceptible movement didn't escape Brando's notice. A sharp surge of irritation and discomfort rose abruptly in his chest.
He reached out immediately, pulling Solenne right back to his side without giving her a chance to protest. He clamped his hand tightly around hers, r
