(Author's POV)
"Why are you here?" Fabian panicked as his eyes landed on Dion, who walked into the living room casually.
Dion, who had just come out to get some water, was still clearly sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and answered him with a question of his own. His tone remained nonchalant, his right eyebrow was arched, "Am I not supposed to be here, huhh?"
Fabian looked at Alaric, his questioning gaze was a mix of fury and irritation. He had trusted him, thinking that Myra was with Dion and was probably safe. Without taking his eyes off of Alaric, he asked Dion, "Did you leave the mansion at any point?"
Dion was puzzled by those weird questions; he ruffled his hand, a clear sign of frustration. Realizing the tension building up, Nora answered in his stead, "Brother Dio has been at the mansion all along. Mr. Stephens~ …. Brother Al, did something happen? Why are you asking that?"
