8 Musings of Lucy (2/2)

Sir Levi's seductive bass voice reverberated. Lucy shook her head, she really need to reprimand this knight lest her lady be influenced by his poisonous tongue.

”Oh please Levi. A stupid brain can still be improved. However, a midget will always and forever be a midget.”

'I take it back. It is not Sir Levi who needs a reprimand. Chalice's tongue far surpasses his.'

Lucy thought bitterly as she opened the door.

”Hey, that's low even for you. My height is quite normal, thank you. That's it. I'm never making you tea again even if you command me so, my lady.”

Their banters became clearer and louder as she went inside. The both of them were oblivious of her presence. Lucy heard Chalice gasp.

”No, no. Sir Levi. You're the handsomest and strongest knight ever. No one compares to you even if you're midget. Don't deprive me of my lippe tea.”

Now, that was quite a reversal. Lucy couldn't help but chuckle. Levi and Chalice turned to her. The latter rushed towards her with a pout.

”Lucy! Look, Levi is bullying me. He's not making me tea anymore.”

Chalice complained. She sighed at her childish rant. This part of her was also something new to Lucy. But it was also something that she can't help but indulge. Levi crossed his arms and scoffed at Chalice's behavior.

”Enough of your bantering, Chalice. Godfather is looking for you. He's waiting for you in his study.”

Chalice stood upright at that. Lucy knew she had been waiting for this for days now. She hurriedly dragged Levi with her and headed for the door.

”Lucy, let's go. We can't make father wait for long.”

She gave her assent to that and walked to catch up to the two. A trace of an expectant smile on her lips.

'I'll be waiting for the great things you'll stir up, Chalice.'