Anna and Nora sat in the guest room, a comfortable distance away from the bedroom door that led to Ethan and Lilith.
Anna's patience wore thin, and she let out a weary sigh. "What's taking them so long? I thought Lilith just wanted to drain the excess energy from Ethan's body," she muttered, her frustration palpable.
Nora, reclining in a chair, directed her gaze towards the ornate ceiling before abruptly turning her attention to Anna. "Why have you suddenly become so fiercely protective of him?" She inquired, her tone serious.
Anna was taken aback by the question, her thoughts interrupted by Nora's probing words. "Eh?" she stammered, momentarily caught off guard.
"I mean," Nora continued, her expression unwavering, "even during our heated battles in the capital, you couldn't go a minute without mentioning his name. Are you in love with him or something?" Her question hung in the air, the room filled with a tension that seemed to crackle between them.