Amelia stood there as she looked at me in the eyes, frowning. “Of course I didn’t! If I had known I would have never accepted in the first place.”
I nodded. “Why did you need that device in the first place? I don’t get it. No one even comes close to this place, there’s no need to have an army.”
However, with that comment, she shook her head right away. “You don’t know anything about this place. When the war was still ongoing, both sides, demons and the rest came to us asking for us to support them in some kind of way. We needed a way to protect ourselves, otherwise, we would have been in grave danger.”
“So, you didn’t know that Zero was affiliated with the demons?”
“Why would I even know about that? He wore a mask and he never spoke about demons a single time that he met up with me. I never even got to see his face, so no, I didn’t know about any of this.”
I could feel that Amelia was getting more frustrated as I continued to talk about this situation. After all, I was somewhat attacking her with each of my questions. However, it seemed that she was telling the truth. She was truly ignorant of this whole situation.
There were still tears running down her cheeks as she spoke. She clearly felt guilty of having used this device in the past, and it was probably even worse now that there was a chance that the Royal Adviser had kept using that device.
“I-I didn’t know, I swear…” She said as she got closer to me, her head falling against my chest.
Again, I wasn’t sure what to do with someone crying, however, I had gotten some practice with Darla and some with Ava since we had gotten closer. Phoebe was also looking at me with a frown and her hands up high as if asking me to do something about this.
So, I wrapped my arms around her frail body, and slowly patted the back of her head.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry. I just wanted to make sure that you weren’t some demonic spy…”
Phoebe just sighed when she heard that as she couldn’t believe that I had just said such a thing to comfort her.
‘Fuck, did I make a mistake?’ I thought.
Phoebe kept making some signs over at me, trying to tell me what to say. However, I just couldn’t tell what it was. So, I improvised, which wasn’t the greatest idea that I had gotten.
“Because you know if you had been helping the demons out of your own will, then I would have had to kill you, that’s all.”
Phoebe’s eyes widened even more than previously. She was losing her mind as she heard me speak. However, my words seemed to have some effect as I could hear Amelia giggling softly in my arms.
She looked up to me as if she was still in my arms with a weak smile as she punched my chest slightly. “You really are bad, you know?”
“You think? I thought that I was doing a pretty good job comforting you,” I said with a bright smile.
She just laughed even harder when she heard that sentence. “Well, I guess it worked. I’m smiling now, so there’s that. Let’s just say you have your own ways with most things, and comforting people isn’t your strongest suit.”
Quickly after that, she moved away from me as she was still blushing quite a lot. Her skin was also extremely pale since the sun didn’t quite reach this place, so it showed even more on her porcelain-like skin.
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POV Amelia
I just got so close to a man for the first time in my life…I don’t know what I even thought at the time, going into his arms like some kind of easy girl that does that often. I should have controlled myself, but I just couldn’t help myself.
I just felt so much warmth in his arms as if nothing could happen to me. It was the first time in my life that I felt something like this and I wanted to feel it again. But it wasn’t like I could go and hug again.
Nevertheless, after that weird interaction, she continued to walk forward toward the Icy Lake, and every few minutes, me and Caedrel would exchange some weird glances toward each other. We would never speak when we would have them. We would just look into each other’s eyes every few minutes.
It was awkward, but I liked it. In fact, I kept glancing in his direction more and more over the past hour. Sometimes he wouldn’t look over in my direction and I would just stare at him, walking around, talking with Phoebe. I just liked looking at him…is that weird?
Actually, I don’t know. I never felt anything like this with any other man in the past. This was my first time that I had the resemblance of a relationship with a man. Maybe it was just one-sided, I had no idea. After all, the only time we had gotten close to each other was when I had started crying…maybe I should try crying again? Maybe we would hug again?
Night quickly came and we stopped and made a small fire with some of the gear that Caedrel had in his bag. He also had chairs in the small pouch around his waist for some reason.
Anyways, we were all sat around a small fire as we just spoke with one another about pretty anything, and then Phoebe decided to go to sleep. Leaving both me and Caedrel in quite the awkward situation as we didn’t say a single word, we were just looking at one another.
Still, after a few moments, pondering on how to start this conversation. I grabbed my courage with both hands and said, “Uh…Caedrel, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, what’s up?”
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
