Bab 217: Nera

Arnold gently lifted her and turned to walk out of the room, only to stop in his tracks. "Nera," Arnold called. "What are you doing here?"

"I wasn't going to wait around for you to take your time to introduce me," Nera said as she pushed away from the doorway and walked closer.

Nera was dressed in all black. Her hair, the same color, was just a little duller. It was also pretty long and straight. Her skin was paler, a stark contrast to her dark clothes. She wore deep red lipstick, and around her eyes were painted black.

"She's sleeping so peacefully," Nera sneered.

"What do you want?" Arnold asked, clearly irked.

"Let me do it now," she said, raising her eyes from Bel to Arnold. "Now that she's drugged."

"No," he said and turned Bel away from the witch. "You do not touch her without my permission."