Such trouble…
I couldn't help but let out a sigh. Why did this kind of thing happen when I was in a happy mood?
"For now, let's talk about the details inside."
"Yeah, I agree with that."
Following Juriel's suggestion, we entered the room. Sana excused herself almost immediately to call a nun to prepare tea for us.
I believed that she only let us talk alone without getting disturbed. This room was just like when I visited before; it was covered in white walls and had some nice potted plants.
Juriel sat on the bed and patted the space beside her.
"You may sit here, Arthur." She smiled gently at me. Then, her expression changed into that of realization, "Ah, or do you prefer me to sit on your lap? My apologies, but I can't do that. Fufufu, maybe in the holy city?"
Did she just tease me? She giggled playfully while patting her thighs.
"Do you not want me?" She tilted her head cutely.