☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Miko crosses his arms over his chest.
- Hoo, even a duel like that? Well, congratulations. You got lucky that day, - he says coldly, then walks over and takes one of the seats in the dining hall.

A hot stream of flame flies from somewhere near the kitchen towards Lord, who protects himself with his fashionable, probably magical, or perhaps just fireproof coat.
- Don't mislead your girl about me, you scoundrel, - comes from there.
Lord sits down opposite Ayano.
- A turbulent start to a new day is beautiful in its own way.