Chapter 270: Treacot. (Part 3)
Although Khallyon said "Understood?" as a question, every member of the Team hear it and feel it as an actual fact.
And for deep and evident that Thá’Ïtza’s frown is, she has no alternative aside comply with the Rogue Cadet’s commanding suggestion.
Because now, the Amazoness is partially aware of Khallyon’s real demeanor, and he has shown that he is not a presumptuous Rich Kid from the Rwöllmör Family, even if that is the vibe that everyone else gets from the Rogue Cadet’s posture, intonation and overall bearing.
"Reply with a higher tone of voice Thá’Ïtza, I am a bit deaf..."; Says Khallyon with his heterochromic irises observing upwards to match the Amazoness glare, yet, the latter can sense a different situation, as if were her the one looking up, and not the other way around.
"I haven’t hear your answer, Thá’Ïtza".
"I will be here with the Team".
The Amazoness reluctant acceptance is enough for Khallyon, who makes the Team to resume with their previous route, entering to the Suite rented by the Rogue Cadet.
Although everything is beautiful, the design is quite open, as the rooms are basically interconnected and only separated by thin translucent fabrics with vibrant tonalities of red and pink shades.
{I wasn’t expecting this place to be so... , Exposed... , *Sigh*, My Mother surely was a Voyeur, I mean, most of the recording I have observed in the Log, was done by her...}