Book 15: Chapter 42
“Queen Sylvanas…”
“What’s the matter, Lucia?”
Sylvanas turned around to face Lucia, who was sitting on the bed. Lucia handed Sylvanas a bag of clothes and, with a smile, asked, “The maid forgot to take the clothes. Could I please bother you to take these clothes to the laundry?”
“Ah, sure, sure. Leave it to me.”
Sylvanas’ was thrilled as soon as she heard there was something to do. She cheerfully took the clothes off Lucia. Some of the clothes belonged to Lucia, while some of the other clothes were tiny. Nona and Vera watched Sylvanas with curious gazes. They rarely ever saw Sylvanas, but Sylvanas looked at them with a gentle gaze, so the two girls knew she meant no ill will.
Sylvanas took the clothes with peace of mind, and she used the opportunity to go to the bed to touch the faces of the girls. It couldn’t really be considered touching, but more so gently sliding her hand across. She was afraid she’d hurt the girls. She could stab a fork through a table, so she was very frightened of her own strength. Nona grabbed Sylvanas’s finger with a smile. Sylvanas juddered. She looked at Nona warily; she even stopped breathing due to her fear of hurting Nona. Nona scanned Sylvanas’ finger out of curiosity, and then exchanged eye contact with Vera. She then put Sylvanas’ finger into her mouth.
“Ah!”
Sylvanas’ exclamation startled Lucia. Nona sucked on it a few times then let go. Bored, she turned her head away. Nona had no interest in her. Sylvanas blankly looked at her hand. She looked as though she was relishing the sensation of Nona sucking on her finger.
Lucia looked at Sylvanas’ feeling bewildered. From the perspective of elves, dragons had always been a highly dangerous species. After all, they once fought a war against elves and kidnapped male elves. Therefore, Lucia was tense. What was she meant to do if Sylvanas got angry? She knew she couldn’t defeat Sylvanas.