A strange atmosphere descended upon the room.
Eve Lowell suddenly shrieked, "Impossible—Morgan, how can you like her? She's from a minor family..."
Alvin Morgan's lips curled. He picked up the box of candy, glanced at it, and tossed it to Eve Lowell. "Thank your brother for the kind thought, but my Aurora doesn't like sweets."
"You... Impossible... Impossible! You can't like her, because I... ugh..." Provoked to the point of a breakdown, Eve Lowell was about to confess her feelings when a sharp pain shot through her neck. The world spun, and after a moment of darkness, she fell completely silent.
Hugo Lowell quickly withdrew his hand and caught her body. His expression was grim as he said, "My apologies, Young Lord Morgan. Eve isn't feeling well. We'll be taking our leave now..."
"Take care—"
