Eyes of a Wolf

As the clock strikes three o'clock in the morning, Traf stands and stretches before snatching Emilia's book from her. She growls and glares at him in response.

"Don't give me that attitude Emilia. You need to rest, we all do. It's been a long night and I understand that you want more answers but it isn't going to help anyone if you're too tired to even process the information that you learn. And we still have to train in three hours according to my father's conditions for you to stay here." Traf reminds her.

"Well, that's true but I really want to read more. Just a little please?" Emilia asks sweetly.

Dietrich cuts in, feeling left out and annoyed by the closeness of them. "Why do you need to train if we got what we came for? Shouldn't we be packing up and returning to the Rose manor? Thanks to your unannounced vacation, the South doesn't have any of its leaders present." He says.

"Dietrich!" Emilia shouts and smacks her hand over his mouth.