Chapter 36: Arc 2, - 14: Anastasia Princely
The chair screeched back; her hands slammed against the desk as blonde strands flew forward even whilst tied back.
Little sparks of yellow flashed across her hair for a second, "You knew me!?" her voice never raised, but the elegant tone she couldn't change.
"Not me... but whoever this was. You knew Anastasia and you never once thought to come find the answer for yourself? You know how long I've been looking for answers? I can't even sleep sometimes there's so many!"
A soft grip went around the enraged woman's hands, easing her to let go of the tight grip she had on the table, "Jotou, calm down... there must be a reason," ...Hotaru managed to make Jotou let go.
Kor had not shifted an inch; his gaze remained down till Jotou was done being upset. He finally peered up, "That's the first time you ever scolded me I suppose..." he sighed.
"Look at him; there's clearly some regret," Hotaru pulled Jotou back.
"I'm on Jotou's side, why the hell haven't you reached out? You knew her since she came back from the dead didn't you?" Fumeko had her arms crossed, a glare from her brown eyes.
'I would've gotten at least some answers; maybe I'm overreacting. It's not like knowing who she was is suddenly going to change everything. Ugh... why can't this just be easy?'
Jotou let out all the breath she had. Her brows unknitted, "I was moving past that detail slowly; that just brought it all up again. Sorry," she sat back down.
"Why is everyone being scary? I had enough from the velatos," Asobi gripped her wand tightly.
"People get angry Asobi; you might not, but it's normal," Hotaru soothed the magician's shivering.