"My lord, Julia has returned."
Furinnjira reminded.
Her tone wasn't good, recently Losa had stood her up several times, and today it seemed the same would happen.
Losa showed a hint of apology on his face, "Let her come see me."
Julia had obviously gone through careful grooming before coming, wearing a courtly dress with a neckline exposing a large expanse of white skin.
She squeezed out a flattering smile on her face, "My lord, to complete the task you entrusted to me, I didn't dare slack in the slightest on the way back."
Losa nodded perfunctorily, "You've worked hard."
Julia complimented, "It's what I should do, my lord. On my way back, I heard you personally killed an adult Earth Dragon? Truly cause for celebration!"
Losa frowned, "Talk about business."
Julia's smile froze, "My lord, that old woman Stephanie has already fallen from the balcony's aged railing onto the fountain, and she's dead."
Losa said gravely, "How did Reynard react?"
