Reon and Elenora both turned sharply at the knock on the door.
The tension in the room eased slightly as Reon let out a silent breath.
"Who could it be at this hour?" he wondered.
He glanced at Elenora. She returned his gaze with an unreadable expression.
"Miss Elenora, quick—hide somewhere!" Reon whispered urgently, his voice laced with panic.
His eyes darted around the room.
"Damn it, there's nowhere to hide..."
He snapped his fingers. "The bed—hide under the bed!"
Elenora blinked, momentarily flustered, then nodded awkwardly.
"Y-Yes, I need to hide…"
She moved clumsily toward the bed, her long hair trailing behind her in a silken wave. But just as she reached down to crouch—
She paused.
Her eyes widened, a realization slamming into her like thunder.
Wait a second... what in the heavens am I doing?
I'm a Supreme Being, and this idiot is telling me to hide... under his bed?
The absurdity of it almost made her laugh.
