"Oh?"
Elisa Logan raised an eyebrow, her beautiful eyes flicking over to glance at Jiawen: "You agreed so readily, I thought once I told you Brother would also be attending, you would find ways to make excuses to refuse me."
Jiawen leisurely walked to the round table in the center of the room, casually pulled out a book of bardic tales from her bag, and while flipping through it, said with a faint smile, "You didn't tell me that His Majesty Chevat would also be there."
"Come on~"
The other jewel of the Griffin Dynasty stretched her arms and their delicately beautiful face, almost identical to Gawil's, appeared languid yet charming, as she curled her lips playfully: "I nearly spelled it out for you, how could you not guess? What are you looking at?"
Jiawen flipped through the book at a speed just shy of quantum reading and replied casually, "Nothing you'd be interested in."
