05.2 ▌The Chronicles of Elith

                                    

                                          
ENTICING AROMA greeted them once Elise and Faylinn walked inside. A man dressed in a server uniform approached the two and lead them to a vacant table near the entrance.
"Would it be okay if I order for you?" Faylinn proposed as soon as they settled down.
"Gladly," she readily complied.
Elise could read the letters but she did not know what they referred to. It was better to let Faylinn do it and just wait for the food to be delivered.
Fortunately, the seafood was the same as she remembered, further proving that there were more similarities between their worlds. While both eat in leisure and chatter along, the chair beside Faylinn was quickly occupied by Erkhan.
"How were your girls?" Faylinn probed while handing him a drink.
He took a gulp before replying, "Amazing as usual."
"You looked like you're energized," Elise commented wryly since he did appear refreshed.
"Aw. Are you jealous, Elise? Don't worry, if Eldest Brother gets tired of you, I'll definitely welcome you," he declared with his permanent smile.
"Why will he get tired when nothing is going on between us," she renounced once more, seeing how they kept on pushing her with their brother.
'Just why?'
"Don't need to hide it, Elise. It was the first time Eldest Brother acted that way to a stranger. He even implored us to let you stay. You're our first guest since forever," Faylinn revealed.
"Too bad I didn't use my charms on you or else you would have fallen for me," Erkhan remarked.
"I'm also glad you didn't," Elise shot back.
"Ouch. Am I getting rejected again?" Erkhan asked no one in particular, grunting with a hand on his chest.
But then, his expression instantaneously changed when something caught his attention. Erkhan abruptly stood up and advanced toward the newly entered customer. He kneeled his other leg to the woman in front of him in just a spur of a moment.
"Oh, my beloved goddess. It's been so long that I am blessed with your presence," he professed in such a serious voice and presented his palm.
Elise could not believe that there was someone who could say those kinds of gibberish in public. She fixed her eyes on the receiver of this ridiculousness. 
From her line of sight, she could see the back of the woman with shockingly white hair, who accepted Erkhan's hand. She signaled him to stand up and they could overhear their conversation.
"Nonsense," the woman retorted.
The clear timber is moderate yet there laid a softness on her tone, highly emphasized by the diminishing clatter in the background.
"Such cruel fate that I could not stop admiring you, my lady. I wait for our love to bloom even if many would forbid our relationship."
There was no reply but he was not easily deterred.
"I am with my sister and a friend. Please grace us with your presence, my lady," Erkhan persuaded and gestured towards their table.
She saw the woman nod and the two went towards them.
'Oh my god. She is so stunning!'
Elise could not take her gaze off her. The woman could pass as an albino on how pale she was. Her eyes were so light — almost looking blind — but she was sure she was not after perfectly crossing the distance to their table.