"Are you going to finish what you were saying?" Jane asked coldly.
But as he was about to reply with a rejection, Zafira intervened.
"Where do you get off talking to him like that? Just a few minutes ago, you were acting like some obsessed woman, muttering his name while connecting the portal to here," she said.
Jane flinched, clenching her fists. "I thought I told you to keep that to yourself."
"I kept it to myself until I saw you pulling whatever this intimidation stunt is," Zafira replied bluntly. "I don't care what kind of things you say about me, but when you talk like that to my husband, I won't accept it."
Jane grumbled, then let out a sigh and pulled back the mana she had been using to suppress him.
"My bad. You two can enjoy your honeymoon, and... Hm?" Jane's gaze swept past them and into the boutique. "Isn't that...?"
Her eyes widened as she suddenly went on guard.
"Why is that thing here?"
"Vatyra?" Rael tilted his head. "She's my ally. Don't worry about her."
