Moments earlier.
Lucivar suddenly signaled the driver to stop the car and stepped out.
Sitting on the backseat, Leandra rolled down the window and looked at him with an evident frown.
"Nerissa…" She hesitated. "She's as she is, but she's a big girl. She can go home on her own."
"Regardless," Lucivar closed the door. "I'm worried. Go on without me, I'll check on her."
Once he said that, Ravenna shot him a sharp look—she was promised to have him for the next couple of nights until the tournament starts, and she didn't want her time to be taken like this. Lucivar held up a hand and smiled acutely, "It'll not take long."
Just like that, the car drove off, leaving Lucivar behind.
Only when the car made a turn did Lucivar's expression turn serious.
