After the surprising turn of events, the Fierce Lioness said, "I'll provide a room for you and your follower to rest," showing with a nod that Rebecca would show them the way.
With that, she left the room, her laughter still echoing behind her.
Once the door closed, Rebecca turned to Erik, her expression a mixture of admiration and concern.
"You risked a lot today."
"There were very low chances to know if my mother was going to react as she did."
What Rebecca didn't realize was that Erik had an advantage she was unaware of—his ability to read minds had made the encounter far less risky than it appeared.
However, Erik chose not to reveal this detail to her, as that could complicate things a lot, but was sure he was going to sooner or later.
For him, having the conversation with the Fierce Lioness had been easier than Rebecca could have imagined.
Rebecca sighed, the tension of the eting leaving her shoulders. Just then, a butler escorted June to their room.
Rebecca's gaze settled on him with a complex mix of emotions flickering across her face.
On one hand, she recognized June's intelligence. Erik wouldn't keep him if he wasn't useful.
That, if she hadn't misinterpreted her friend. However, because of how they parted back in Testrovsc's Rest, she was keen on believing she was right.
Yet, on the other hand, June's childishness presented an unpredictable variable.
The knowledge that within this seemingly innocuous man lay the capability to transform into a black wyvern sent a shiver down her spine.
The thought of him, in a mont of childlike, impulsive or angry behavior, choosing to transform and unleash chaos, was a frightening prospect.
Her eyes, reflecting this whirlwind of thoughts, watched him with a cautious curiosity, wondering which side of him would prevail in the monts to co.
Rebecca led them to a guest room that exuded luxury, with its plush furnishings and array of anities.
The room was akin to a high-end hotel suite, complete with a bathroom that boasted a jacuzzi, two single beds, tables, and more.
The lavishness of the accommodations spoke volus of the Band of Giants' wealth and status within Etrium.
June, upon laying eyes on the jacuzzi, could barely contain his excitent.
Filled with a childlike sense of excitent, he eagerly removed his clothes and leapt into the water, which was already warm, joyfully splashing about.
"What the?"
Rebecca, taken aback by his sudden and unabashed behavior, felt a mix of shock and embarrassnt.
"What is he doing?" She asked. It was clear she didn't really like the situation.
"I'm sorry for his behavior." His apologetic look hid a hint of amusent. "He could be childish at tis."
Rebecca, trying to regain her composure, waved off the apology. "Also, I want to thank you for what you did. I know it wasn't simple to trust what I said."
"Don't worry about it," she said. "After all, we're friends. Helping you is the least I could do."
"Thanks."
Rebecca turned to leave the room. "I will keep you inford about any plans my mother has. It's likely we will start tomorrow. If you want to rest, this is your best chance," She said.
"Thanks for the advice."
As Rebecca prepared to leave the room, she cast one last glance at the odd duo before her.
Despite the unusual circumstances of their eting, she was quite happy to have them there.
That was especially true for Erik. She still had so feelings for him, even if so ti passed since the last ti they saw each other.
"Rest well," she said with a smile, then left the room, leaving Erik and June alone.
In the silence that followed, Erik pondered the day's events, grateful for the alliance they had ford with the Band of Giants.
anwhile, June continued to enjoy the jacuzzi. he asked.
However, it was June's turn to ask questions.
Erik said.
Erik paused for a second. He already checked the room to see if there were caras or microphones, and of course, the room was full of it.
Erik jumped on the bed and turned to his side. He was going to talk to June telepathically, but wanted to make it look like he was going to sleep while June bathed.
June thought about it. It made sense, but only up to a certain point.
Erik's expression was a mask of contemplation. A frown crossed Erik's face.
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