'He beat Brother who was using Windflow that easily?' Sybil rose so fast her chair nearly toppled, lifting the hem of her gown as she sprinted across the yard.
The butlers were already rushing to carry Sylus away, but Sybil didn't spare them a glance… her eyes were fixed only on Azel.
When she reached him, he turned toward her with that calm smile that always made her heart do something embarrassing.
"That wasn't hard now, was it?" he said, and before he could even brace himself, she jumped onto him with her arms wrapped around his torso, burying her face into his chest like she'd been waiting her entire life to do it.
"…Huh? What's the problem?" he asked softly, feeling her tremble just a little.
She pulled back, cheeks red. "I thought Brother would hurt you. You're tired from all the traveling, right? You flew all night just to get here…"
"I arrived last night," Azel replied, brushing her hair with his fingers. "So I'm not too tired."
