As Ace stepped into the pavilion, a warm fragrance greeted him, floral, subtle, and clearly engineered to soothe the senses.
The interior of the Fairy Pavilion was elegant and ethereal, with floating lights drifting lazily through the air like lazy fireflies.
A girl stepped forward to greet him, bowing with practiced grace.
"Welcome to the Fairy Pavilion," she said. "I'm Rose. We've met before."
Ace tilted his head slightly, studying her face.
Ah. He did remember.
"You were one of the four who visited Sky High Sect a while back," he said.
A teasing smile crept onto his lips. "You were the eldest, weren't you? I still remember your expression when I found you and your sisters alone with Lily."
Rose's polite composure faltered immediately.
Her cheeks flared up with color, and her eyes darted to the side like a startled squirrel.
"I—w-we… it was a misunderstanding!"
"Of course it was," Ace said, not even trying to hide his amusement.
