Meanwhile, Fiona ultimately left Juliette's embrace, and held her hands instead. "Juliette, its been a while~" She happily chimed.
"It indeed has. I'm glad you are taking good care of yourself, Fifi." Juliette responded.
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"I mean you look prettier than last time. It shows that you took good care of yourself." Juliette happily explained, all smiles.
"O–Of course, I mean, it's me we are talking about." Fiona, though abashed, proudly lifted her chin as she declared.
"Yes yes." Juliette chuckled at her behavior. They were both the same age, and yet Juliette felt like she was the older sister of Fiona. 'Is it because Damien treats her like a little sister?' She wondered.
As his self-proclaimed wife, then automatically, Fiona was a "little sister" to her too... right?
"Good afternoon, your highness." She greeted Adonis, who stood aside like a mannequin as the two girls bonded.