The crisp footsteps stopped at the door and turned into a knock.
"Roland, can I come in?"
It was Sif's voice.
Alina stood unsteadily, whispering softly, "I, I should hide."
Roland glanced at her in annoyance, picked up the glasses on the table, helped her put them on, and then went to open the door for Sif.
"Roland, I need to talk..."
She stared blankly at Alina, her voice slightly cold, "Miss Alina, what are you doing here?"
"I invited her over for a cup of tea."
Roland smiled with a brief explanation, then motioned for Alina to leave first.
With the glasses on, Alina finally regained some courage.
Although still a bit nervous, she managed to smile and greet Sif before leaving.
After watching Alina leave, Sif stood there, speechless.
Her beautiful eyes seemed to speak, sending a big question mark towards Roland.
"Sit."
