Enver stared at Syera questioningly as they waited for their young mistress to speak about what had happened in the palace. However, all they got in return was her silence. Since the time they had entered the room, not a word had been spoken as they silently observed their mistress.
Compared to the last few days, she seemed less stressed and anxious. On the contrary, she had a relieved smile as she sat facing the window, with only the right side of her face visible to them.
Syera shook her head, still confused by her mistress' strange behavior. "Milady..." She hesitated and Yuna, who had no idea about their presence, snapped out of her thoughts immediately, startled to see them in their room.
"Syera? Sir Enver? Is something the matter?" She questioned, her eyes losing their happy smile
