Scarlette ignored me—but that's just her. Casually missing things and randomly adding new ones.But I was focused.Petty name-calling wasn't going to distract me."You said you're a sketcher?" I challenged. "So sketch away." I handed Lumera a piece of parchment and a fountain pen.
Scarlette stepped back, watching as Lumera began to draw. Light magic shimmered from her fingertips, bleeding into the lines and giving them a soft glow.
"Light reflects colour," Lumera said, matter-of-factly.
I stared, quietly surprised.
She caught my expression instantly. "You seem surprised, my King." She chimed, then added the most unnecessary question. "Did you not know that, my King?"
Wait. Hold on. Was she calling me ignorant?
Scarlette snorted with laughter.
That wasn't amusing.
Lumera blinked at her, confused.
"I didn't realise I could make my Queen so happy," Lumera added. "Does my drawing bring such joy?" she said, dry as sand.
My jaw dropped.
