Dismissing the moment with a derisive snort, Helen reveled in her triumph over Ariana.

Ariana took a deep breath, striving to regain her composure. Silently, she made her way towards the exit.

"Where are you going?" Helen regarded her with an odd mixture of curiosity and disdain.

Ariana turned back, offering a gentle smile.

"Naturally, I am going to find my husband. I cannot simply accept your words. I must confront him about this."