Chapter 271: Dinner Plans I found my way to Maveith’s side, leaning into him. In a harsh whisper to make myself heard over the ambient noise, I warned him, “Raelia might be in Artiria. If you can talk to her privately, try to convince her not to tell the others that she was with us in the dungeon.”Maveith’s eyes were lively, a grin spreading on his face. He had befriended the Griffin Rider in the dungeon and missed her. At first, I thought he had an interest in her as a lover, but I believe she served as his surrogate sister. Protecting her from me was penance for abandoning his own sister. “Really? Raelia?” His deep voice was laced with excitement.I was annoyed at his excitement and his failure to realize the implications. “The displacement mage hinted at it.” I nodded over at our companions. “They can’t know she was in the dungeon with us.” I had planned to reveal my capabilities to my comrades gradually, but this would be too much, too soon. Even if Castile already knew what I could do, she didn’t know about the elf.“Raelia won’t tell them if you ask her not to,” Maveith grumbled softly.“Why don’t you tell her not to tell them for both of us?” I patted Maveith on the back, confident she would listen to Maveith more than to me. The guards were starting to call for everyone to bunch together if they didn’t want to leave anything behind—whether that was luggage or a piece of their body.Benito and Blaze came near me while Mateo grinned madly, talking with a plain-looking young woman. I guessed she was a merchant’s daughter by the deep frown of the older man nearby, intently watching the interaction. Then again, maybe it was his wife. Mateo was definitely one of those men who needed the discipline of the Legion.