Gathering (4)

Kamille and Rise were facing so close to each other. Anyone with an imaginative mind would be able to speculate something based on their position alone. 

However, as everyone was elite and Kamille was someone with a respectable reputation, the newcomers did not think too much. They were also the most arrogant guild; they always thought gossiping about others was beneath them. 

Rise blinked and met Mitchell's gaze, the other instantly meeting his. Kamille's arms were still around Rise by this time, which only tightened, drawing him closer. 

"Rise." Mitchell stepped out of the elevator, followed by his guild members. His greeting was unlike the usual, where he often called Rise with a playful endearment such as darling, dear, or sweetheart. 

He looked rather solemn too, especially as his gaze landed on Kamille's arm around Rise.