On the Ruth's ship, and within her palace. Inside the dining hall, her guard, Aven is seated beside her table. Alecia sits beside him, with Lumina sitting across them.

The large hall surrounding the four, is silent. Only the muffling sound of the rain-storm is heard outside. The scent of freshly cooked food, still filling their nostrils.

They all sit still, with Ruth moving her gaze between Aven, and Alecia.

"Can someone answer my question?" Ruth asked, with a frownful gaze at them, and looks straight at her sister.

"What is it?" She asked again, her eyes train to her daughter, only for the young girl to look away and continues eating.

Beeds of sweat form on Alecia's forehead, only for one of them to stream down her temple, and moves along her cheek.

Her hand trembling above the plate of food, eyes flickering.

"R-Raine..." she said, urging Ruth to stare at her with a frown.

"The gin... She's free."

Aven narrows his gaze. He leans his elbow on the table with his hand near his face