The "lapdog argument" between Mephit and Mivana escalated, nearly reaching the point of drawn swords.
It wasn't until Westheid had spoken with Reiya for a while that he stepped forward to separate the two women.
"Alright, that's enough of this dispute. Mivana, don't be so stubborn about this. Aren't we Conjugated Master and Disciple? If you become a dog, it'll throw our whole seniority out of whack."
With the man himself mediating, Mivana's anger quickly subsided. She thought it over and realized there was indeed no need to stoop to the Zitherheart Grand Knight's level. Shaking her head, she hugged one of Westheid's arms.
Even though Duke Qinghui unabashedly showed his preference for Mivana, Mephit stood with her head held high like a victorious general. If one ignored the collar around her neck, she almost looked like the winner.
