Next day...
The soft morning light spilled across the hotel room, highlighting the plates of warm breakfast scattered on the small table between Brandon and Naevora.
The smell of freshly baked bread, eggs, and coffee lingered in the air.
Brandon was leisurely slicing a croissant while Naevora calmly chewed on her food, her muscular arms resting casually on the table.
Eating her food, Naevora spoke "So she left early this morning, hmm..."
Brandon swallowed a bite of his toast and nodded "Are you scared of her or something, you left yesterday evening...."
Hearing this, Naevora smiled dryly "Well, you could say that... and I am not ashamed to admit it, she is a scary woman."
Brandon chuckled and pointed his fork at her "Hehe, scaredy cat..."
She narrowed her eyes and, without warning, raised her large hand and bonked him lightly on the head "Shut up, brat."
"Ouch..." Brandon winced and rubbed the top of his head "You damn musclehead..."
