Ethan's POV
I could clearly observe my chalk-like skin with my soul sense.
She trembled as I could see guilt crashing over her like a tidal wave.
"I... I'm so sorry, Brother Ethan." Her voice cracked in a raw voice filled with remorse.
"I lost control. Once your blood touched my tongue, it was as if sothing took over . I didn't an to—"
Her words dissolved into a sob as her body shook with guilt and regret.
The sight of her like this shattered . I reached out and my hand trembled slightly as I cupped her face and brushed away her tears with my thumb.
"Shh, it's okay, Virelle," I murmured in a soft and steady voice. "I'm fine, love. Just... be a little more careful next ti, alright?"
She looked up at and her eyes glistened with tears, and I couldn't resist the urge to comfort her.
Leaning down, I pressed my lips to her cheeks and licked all of her tears before capturing her mouth in a deep and tender kiss.
This ti, I was the one who took control and poured all my love and reassurance into the embrace. She whimpered softly and her hands clutched at my shirt as if afraid I might disappear.
When we finally parted, she sighed and her body relaxed against mine. Her breath was warm against my skin and her heartbeat was steady this ti.
Feeling it, I was reassured.
"I love you, Brother Ethan," she whispered as her voice was filled with a quiet and unwavering certainty.
I held her close and my arms tightened around her as my heart swelled with emotion. Continue your adventure with My Virtual Library Empire
"And I love you too, my beautiful Virelle," I replied in a voice thick with affection. "Always."
Her smile was radiant and pure happiness lighted up her features in a way that left utterly srized for a second.
It was a stark contrast to her usual stone-cold indifference.
This side of her was sothing only I was privileged enough to witness in this whole world. The thought filled with a strange sense of pride and gratitude as I was the only one in this world who could appreciate this breathtaking sight.
"Okay, enough for now," I said reluctantly, pulling away slightly.
"It's getting late, and I should go to Velcy's room. By the way, I talked to Velcy yesterday and heard that she is now studying the Aegaryn script under a specialized Arcane linguist that the castle arranged for her."
At the ntion of Velcy's na, Virelle's expression shifted subtly and a flicker of sothing unnatural passed over her face.
It was gone in an instant but it was enough to make uneasy. Suddenly, I rembered the possessive glint in her eyes when she had declared that no other woman could get close to .
Suddenly, rembering that mont sent an involuntary shiver through .
"You go on ahead, Virelle," I said as I forced a casual tone. "I'm going to her room to bring her back with to the throne room."
It was a lie, of course. I knew Virelle wouldn't take it well if she found out that Velcy had spent the entire night sleeping in my room, which was situated above hers in this stairwell.
Velcy had ntioned earlier that her current residence was in the lower reaches of the underground well. As I turned and began to walk down the stairs, her voice stopped in my tracks.
"Wait, Brother Ethan," she called, her tone deceptively light. "When did you wake up yesterday evening?"
I didn't know why but I felt a sudden pang of unease at her question but replied calmly,
"I regained consciousness around evening, I think. With our rooms being in this dark well, it's hard to keep track of ti, but it was roughly around four or five o'clock."
She fell silent for a mont and just as I was about to turn back to her, she asked in a low and asured voice.
"Then where and when did you et her, Brother Ethan?"
"Do you an Velcy?" I asked, stalling for ti.
"Who else?" she replied as her tone sharpened slightly.
I was about to lie and say I had t her in her room downstairs, but sothing stopped at the last mont. It was a gut feeling, a warning bell that was ringing in the back of my mind.
So, I opted for a half-truth in between.
"When I woke up and was still trying to gather my bearings and surroundings, Velcy had suddenly entered my room to check on .
I was startled to find a stranger there and in response, I had restrained her. During my interrogation, she introduced herself and explained to the circumstances under which she was rescued from Blackwell Castle. She also described the incident in which she was saved."
I paused and was careful enough to not ntion the Heartshadow thing in front of Virelle. Her expression softened slightly, and her voice regained its usual cheerfulness.
"Oh, so that's what happened," she said in a low voice, and I felt as if she was talking to herself.
"Why was I even worried? Of course, Brother Ethan could only have t her in the late evening."
She seed to be muttering more to herself than to , but with my heightened senses, I caught her every word.
Curiosity burned within , so I asked the reason for her questions, "Why did you ask, Virelle?"
"It's just that you hadn't t or seen Velcy before, and I was curious how you two had your first eting," she replied in a light tone but her eyes were sharp as if she was testing .
"It was... enlightening," I said carefully. "In our talks later, she told about the Arcane Linguist who has been teaching her the Aegaryn script for the past week. I'm going now, we'll talk more later."
I was about to go down as I wanted to excuse myself fast from this situation.
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