Shaer didn't even glance at Celene's theatrics: that guy wouldn't behave before leading herself to ruin again.
This act of feigned madness was familiar to Shaer, who had spent hundreds of thousands of years with Celene; it hardly moved her.
She used to seize opportunities linked to Celene's falsehoods because every reason to act was precious.
But it didn't mean she was truly angry... getting mad at such a rogue only showed that she still cared.
Shaer couldn't pinpoint when she had stopped reacting to Celene's behaviors... maybe because a sufficiently warm love had satiated her remaining feelings, so she stopped holding onto past memories.
She, dealing with matters related to Celene, now possessed enough reason.
For Shaer, as long as she could suppress Celene, everything else was manageable.
Unless at the brink of the end, Lansendel and Amanata would never collaborate... even knowing that Shaer was up to something immoral.
After all, it didn't harm them.
