Thalassa caught her just in time, giving Lydia a look that screamed, "hold your horses."

Just then, Lysander wheeled around, his gaze locking onto Thalassa.

Lydia, who had been blocking Thalassa's view, got a good look at the man before her. Her eyes widened, her expression turned solemn, and she snapped to attention, standing tall and straight like an oak tree, feet together, and saluted Lysander with military precision, announcing loud and clear, "Sir, yes, sir!"

Thalassa: "..."

This sudden shift in Lydia's demeanor left Thalassa gobsmacked. She flicked her gaze between Lysander and Lydia, bewildered.

Lydia stood there, all seriousness and respect, even a tad nervous, saluting Lysander like she was in the presence of a general.

blinked in confusion, wondering what

Lydia addressing Lysander as if he were a high-ranking

been eyeing Thalassa, was also caught off guard by this turn of events, her

gaze, giving Lydia a brief once-over with his deep, soulful eyes, and said in a low tone,

responded, lowering her hand but keeping her posture rigid

she coolly remarked, "Leave it to me to bring along someone who knows

of grace and knowledge. But today, she

arrived

in. She pressed him for a reason, but all he said was that they weren't

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directed all her frustration and irritation towards

clouded her judgment, making her unusually

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