After breakfast, Amelie knocked gently on Zilia's door.
"Zilia? You didn't come down for breakfast. Is everything alright?" Her voice carried a soft concern.
After a brief pause, the door opened. Zilia stood there, looking fine but faintly tired.
"I went to see Idris early this morning, before his classes started. I told Albus. Didn't he tell you?"
Amelie shook her head slightly.
"No. I didn't actually ask anyone. I just assumed you were still asleep. And… no one mentioned you at the breakfast table."
"Maybe because no one really wants me around," Zilia said with a faint chuckle that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"Don't say that," Amelie countered gently. "Perhaps the others already knew where you'd gone, but I didn't. That's all." She offered a reassuring smile. "You should eat something now. I'll have a maid bring breakfast to your room."
"Thank you, Amelie." Zilia's voice softened. "You're always so kind… even to someone like me."
