Soft Spot
A few minutes before Lucia had chosen to enter the Royal Palace along with Glyn while Nina followed Young Master Baris's entourage.
In the air, stood two masked figures as they floated above the inn. A black transparent gaseous matter covered their bodies, making them invisible to the eyes and senses of the weak.
"Why are we not initiating contact with the ones you want to help?" One of the masked figures spoke with a feminine voice. Her tone was exasperated as if she was waiting for a long time.
It was none other than Princess Isabella.
She wore a golden raven shaped mask and the one who was beside her wore the same mask on their face.
"Because that would invite complications in whatever they're planning. I would rather stay away from them and only help if the situation needs me to step in..." Davis spoke in a lazy tone.
If possible, Davis didn't want to make contact with them as it would only hold down his group.