The Blood Red Moon designed the night clouds, giving a mix of pink and at the same time, a foreboding sensation.
Calantha stood in the balcony her eyes fixed on the rails, "What's going on! What is all going on!," She asked Valitis, who disregarded her with a wave.
"Nothing important to you—"
"What do you mean by that?" She stood in front of him, before he could think of leaving.
"Calantha step back." Valitis voice sounded colder than usual, and she didn't like it.
Raising a finger, with a motion of accusation, She yelled out, "I'm not the same level which you suit yourself as! But, at least treat me as a person you would want to spend some time with.."
Zarvoth hearing their commotion didn't interfere, instead, he gave Belladonna a long last look, before leaving the room. It wasn't his problem.
