Nyra was someone who rarely gave face to anyone, and Zerra wondered whether she would tear all pleasantries between them.
Meanwhile, Meira still had an innocent expression at this time, with a flash of fear in her eyes. The conversation, luckily, was limited to their small circle. Their words were quickly swallowed by the noisy crowd, but the people nearby still heard them.
Zerra watched the drama with gusto. Her appetite even increased; she munched on the bread faster, like a hamster. It was always great to watch trouble when you are not the character involved.
This Meira was also a ruthless one. Nyra had just helped her to calm down some time ago, but she quickly targeted her through a small scheme.
"That's fine. I will just regard it as a charity." Nyra muttered, unruffled by Meira's provoking words. Her face returned to calmness.
