On that carriage, in a spot unseen by Fisher, Elizabeth had already gently taken off her hat. Without opening the window, she dipped her fingers into the red tea on the table inside the carriage and began to write gently on the table's surface,
"Already with other women, and at least one ambiguous relationship..."
She did not possess the terrifying supernatural ability of mind-reading; she simply inferred the answer through observation.
Elizabeth's stunning profile stared motionless at the tea stain on the table. Then with a wave of her hand, the tea stain ignited into golden flames and soon obliterated every trace.
Yet behind those golden flames, her empty, mild golden eyes were frighteningly cold.
...
...
Watching the golden carriage, surrounded by soldiers, move further away, Fisher took a deep breath and then checked the perfume bottle—given to him as a gift—to ensure that nothing unusual was engraved on it before he felt relieved to accept it.
