"WHAT DO YOU MEAN KIDDIE'S PANTY?!"
"Uh..." Verena's brain lagged for a second. Who else would it belong to? "Oh..." She slapped a hand over her mouth way too late.
"J-Just because I'm small doesn't mean—!"
[WARNING!]
[Your Affection Points with Sera have dropped to -5!]
THAT MUCH?!
Okay, maybe that was deserved. She really should've known better than to trigger the landmine that was Sera's pride.
But after a long day of council work, it was like her brain cells had clocked out early.
Sera always acted invincible, like she didn't care what anyone thought.
But one jab, especially about her height, her family, or anything vaguely personal, her whole ego trembled like a house of cards. She'd never admit she was scared or hurt.
To her, "tough" just meant yelling louder than your feelings.
Thank the stars Saphira, her familiar, wasn't around to witness this disaster. Beatrice had kidnapped the poor creature for "experiments" right after council duties.
