Chapter 18: Let me crack
She was extremely close--so close that Zaephiel stepped back in surprise, letting out a slight yelp.
"Ahh!"
"Who are you?" the woman asked, still squatting, pointing a finger at him.
Sylveraine, who had been talking to Aerisyl, was suddenly interrupted when she heard Zaephiel yell beside her. She quickly turned her head to see what had happened—
And saw a white-haired, red-eyed woman squatting beside Zaephiel. He had taken a step back, clearly startled. Sylveraine instantly understood what had occurred.
"Ohh Nyx, not you again with your stealthy appearances," she said, exasperated.
But the woman—Nyx—completely ignored Sylveraine. Instead, she continued questioning Zaephiel. "Who are you?" she asked again, her voice calm but curious.
Zaephiel, who had stepped back in surprise, quickly composed himself. "Hello, I am Zaephiel Draklara," he replied.
At the sound of his last name, everyone’s eyes turned to look at him. Even Seralyne, whose attention had been focused on the crack, now glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her interest visibly piqued.
"Draklara?" Nyx tilted her head in confusion. She looked up at Sylveraine and asked, "When did you get a little brother?"
"Aunty and Uncle’s old LOVE must have recently rekindled," a woman standing beside Seralyne said with a mischievous smile.