"Do I bother you?"
"Have a seat." replied Arabella, denying, despite herself.
“Celestia?” asked Lavena, sitting down beside her as she closed the sketch pad she had spread out in her lap.
"She's a little tired."
"Is she fine?" inquired Lavena, staring at her intensely.
"She's just tired."reiterated Arabella, dryily.
“Isn't it because…?”
"Why?"
"I got the impression she's not too happy about my presence here, you know...but maybe I'm wrong."
"Celestia just needs to rest, she spent the whole week in the hospital with me." commented Arabella, perhaps a little too abruptly.
"I see."
Arabella didn't answer, she wouldn't have known what to tell her because Lavena was right, in the two days since she and Dragan were in Sioggard, Celestia had done everything to avoid them, everyone was
