Going straight under her smithy after Arion drove her away for his work, Rivea lays herself on her bed next to the table where Adriel's sitting peacefully.
Huffing from a distance, Adriel chuckled and turned over them. "Let me guess, he casually let you out of your property, right?"
"Yeah. He's quite assertive about it, this is my smithy, how could he just borrow my workshop just like that?" Rivea was pondering over it, her eyebrows were becoming one.
"It's the same as what he did on my alchemy workshop too. During such time, it's best to leave him be. You will be rewarded finely after everything's done." Adriel had established the trust for her and her party, benefiting them when common goals strike each other's interest. Giving nothing in return to the blacksmith everything she had do
