Thankfully, the guard of the Falling Lane could not see them behind the wall. Nevertheless, she felt ashamed of being heard.
Hence, Ewelina's hand came to cover her mouth from the gasping surprise and glared at her spouse that continued to embrace her body, her other hand slapped his chest. Ashamed and telling with such her request for freedom.
"... Weak woman."
"Aslak! Release me. We are not alone!" — Whispering to the mischievous man, Ewelina reproached her husband.
"Sigh… Alright." — Giving a fleeting kiss on her edges he agreed, letting her down as his height had lifted the woman to restrain her fight.
Gaining speed, Aslak crossed the arch, hitting the laughing Drig on the back of his head as he also glared a threat to the entertained guard.
"Huahuahua~ Finee Ma'am. Good day."
"... Good day, Drig." — Ewelina greeted the man, trying to conceal her embarrassment while standing prominent under the arch.