Chapter 123: Don’t Judge
Carrisa gently stroked Alicarde's head as he lay resting on her thighs. Her violet eyes never left the holographic image, deep in discussion with the others in the room.
"What a sight for sore eyes, Ali actually sleeping at night," Argint remarked, crossing her arms, her fiery red hair catching the dim light.
Amena, standing quietly behind Carrisa in her usual maid outfit, spoke softly.
"Don't jinx it. I wouldn't be surprised if he wakes up from a nightmare any moment now."
Elizalina, sitting elegantly across from Carrisa, glanced at the sleeping Alicarde, her silver hair draping over her shoulders like silk.
"I wonder what he was up to tonight."
Carrisa, still focused on the hologram, picked up the remote with a knowing smile.
"Why don't we find out for ourselves?"
The large screen in the room flickered to life, revealing a poised reporter standing before a massive hole in the street, her voice clear and authoritative.