Vaeldric stood frozen. His gaze swept across the room, moving from the cracked trophy in my hands to Lysara, then back to me. It was as though he was trying to piece together everything that had just happened.
"What happened?"
I offered a faint smile. "Can't you already figure it out?"
I walked past him without stopping. "Don't worry. This time, I didn't do anything."
I left without looking back. My steps carried me out of the ladies' lounge while I could still hear Vaeldric calling softly behind me.
"Seraphina."
I didn't stop. Not anymore. Responding to their drama would only drain me further. It was better to stay away.
As soon as the ladies' lounge door closed behind me, I let out a long breath. Calm down.
There was no point thinking about Lysara anymore. She had already chosen
