Lily looked down, dejected. "She... she is currently under strict surveillance, not allowed to leave her room."
Tristan sighed and shook his head. "I'm not surprised. You're going to have to tell me everything that happened yesterday so I can fix it."
"I don't want to talk about it, Tristan. I know you think that you know how to solve this as our master, and I respect that, but..."
"You can't stop me from talking to her, so spill what you know. This isn't a request!"
His glare at Lily made her flinch, turning her eyes to the floor instead.
She took a deep breath and let it out. "You might as well sit down and let things play out. Lyla isn't really in her right state of mind right now. I've never seen my sister in that feral state before; it was..."