Nathalie's heart bloomed with so many emotions.
Which she was rather familiar with.
Envy.
Hatred.
Disgust.
Everything she knew, she tried to rationalize but right now, she wanted to feel the moment and went on with it.
"My Lady?" Keith then jolted from his stead, then took a sniff, which only had his mouth agape from what was deemed true.
But Nathalie had his queries the least concern, for her staring daggers were all for Athan to take.
The atmosphere within the chamber dropped, too stifling at that.
Athan didn't respond for a while but she noticed that he now had a subtle gaze after looking all so drunk not too long ago.
When she grew impatient, she was about to tug Keith out of it but Ashtra stopped her halfway and only piqued her interest.
'Why not?'
"I sense a bet. Wait for a while— something would ring I guess now that the previous conditions barred and became Keith's disadvantage."
