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Chapter 332 A Hidden Agenda
Lyra typed out her doubt. “What kind of performance p>
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The attendant glanced back at her with an easy smile. “A high-energy, thrilling show. If crowds make you uneasy, you can book a private booth to watch alone p>
Lyra fell quiet. All she wanted was to leave.
Soon, Ayla and Maren stepped out, cheeks glowing.
The two male attendants watched them go with knowing, suggestive smiles. “We hope to see you again soon Ms. Guides p>
Ayla grinned, a faint, satisfied flush spread across her face.
Spotting Lyra, she suddenly remembered the real errand she had come to run.
She leaned over and whispered something to Maren, who nodded.
“Lyra!” Ayla called out brightly.
Pulled from her thoughts, Lyra turned. She noticed Ayla’s flushed cheeks and faint reddish marks peeking out above her robe collar.
She pressed her lips together and typed. “I kind of want to go home. Why don’t you two keep having fun p>
Ayla walked over and took her hand. “What’s the rush? We agreed you’d stay for the morning p>
She added quickly, “If crowds bother you, it will just be the three of us. Maren says the foot soaks are incredible. How about snacks and a movie? Come on, we’re already here p>
Ayla rambled on, tugging Lyra along without waiting for an answer.
Maren walked ahead, giving quiet instructions to the attendant.
Lyra tried to pull free, but Ayla locked her arm around Lyra’s wrist. Lyra could not even lift her hands to type a refusal.
“Just give it a shot. No one will bother us. You can leave right after if you still hate it p>
Worn down by Ayla’s persistent pleading, Lyra gave in reluctantly.
They entered another dim-lit room.
Staff set out plates of food and automated foot-soak tubs, then exited.
Ayla, sitting in the middle, asked Lyra what movie she wanted to watch.
Lyra gave a flat, indifferent response.
Now that she understood what this lounge really was, all desire to relax had vanished. Every little thing
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made her feel out of place.
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Ayla pulled up a film and hit play. Seeing Lyra sitting stiffly off to one side, she urged her. “Go ahead, it’s just as nice as the hot spring p>
Lyra glanced toward the door, draped a soft blanket over her legs, and lowered her feet into the warm
water.
For a while, only the sound of movie dialogue and gentle splashing from Ayla’s feet filled the room.
When the movie hit its quarter mark, Maren cleared her throat sharply.
“Ahem p>
Ayla scratched the back of her neck and looked over at Lyra, who leaned back against the cushions.
“Is it the crowd that bothers you… or was it really just that last treatment p>
Maren shot her an exasperated look in the dim light. What a clumsy question.
Lyra did not want to embarrass Maren, who had brought them here.
“Everything feels far too unfamiliar. I can’t settle in p>
Ayla tilted her head. “What if we come back tomorrow p>
Lyra stared. “Thanks, but I don’t really have the spare time p>
Curious, Ayla asked, “Why are you so dedicated to purifying Sentinels over at the Black Spire? Don’t you find mental therapy annoying p>
Lyra, who had never experienced it herself, answered, “You get used to it. It’s fine p>
Ayla tilted her head. “I guess. You only have Hadrien for your personal guard, so he never bosses you around the way mine do p>
She turned toward Maren. “Yours listen to you too p>
Her tone turned glum. “Mine only behave right before bedtime p>
Maren kept her eyes fixed on the screen. “You just don’t know how to handle them p>
Ayla lifted her chin. “How do you do it p>
Maren fell silent.
What had she even come here to do today?
“Ask Lyra. She’s quiet, yet she keeps men in line. She’s way better suited to teach you p>
Ayla remembered her objective and spun toward Lyra. “Oh right! Did you pick only Hadrien as your personal guard because one man is easier to manage p>
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Lyra blinked, flustered, but had no intention of telling the truth.
“Not exactly. I just didn’t click with anyone else p>
“Aren’t you bored seeing the same face every single day?” Ayla pressed.
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Lyra almost laughed and typed back, “You eat three meals a day. You don’t get sick of food, do you p>
“Food has tons of different flavors to pick from! Ayla argued.
Lyra had no good reply for that.
vla kept going. “I noticed you two barely interacted this morning. I thought you might finally be growing based of him p>
a had not realized Ayla was observing her and Hadrien so closely. She typed to smooth things over. o. We just had low energy early on p>
You have three whole squads assigned to you,” Ayla went on. “Not one of them caught your eye p>
Lyra caught the underlying hint behind her words.
She smiled at Ayla. “Why? Are you trying to set me up? Or is there someone you’ve got your eye on yourself p>
Ayla waved the thought away and leaned back. “Absolutely not. Sure, your men are obedient, but if they ended up with me, hanging around Torin’s crew, they’d start ordering me around soon enough p>
Lyra typed several short laughs, keeping her feelings neutral.
Taking advantage of the dim lighting, Ayla stole a quick sideways glance at Lyra.
…What am I supposed to ask next?
None of Lyra’s answers are going according to my plan.
Ugh! Making me use my brain is just cruel.
Maren saw Ayla’s frustrated, confused expression out of the corner of her eye,
She shook her head and spoke up. “You don’t need Ayla fumbling through this for you. Do you have any idea how popular you are among the Sentinels p>
Ayla whipped her head around and glared.
Maren was helping her out, yet still threw an insult her way.
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Lucia Morh
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.