"There’s no need. Do you rember the mana crystals I left in the tea room and the promise I made to your sister?" Lith asked.
Kamila nodded, yet she wasn’t reassured by his words. Lith was too serious, he was clearly hiding sothing from her.
"I kept my word. I used the array to know when she was in danger and unleash a spell that reflected on Fallmug all he did to Zinya. He didn’t harm a single hair of hers."
"That’s- great news. If everything is fine, then why the long face?" She asked.
"Kami, what I did is a cri. A blatant abuse of power made it worse by the fact that I left him alive. Now, I’m confessing my cri to you and entrusting you with the knowledge about a secret spell of mine at the sa ti.
"Do you understand how serious this is?" His words wiped the smile from her face.
"I understand." She said after a mont of hesitation.
"You committed a cri to protect my sister and you’re asking if I can live with it, right? You’re asking if you can entrust your secrets to Kamila the girlfriend without Yehval the handler revealing them out of duty."
Lith nodded, putting their relationship to the test for the first ti. Just like he did with his academy’s mates when he revealed to them his inhuman physical prowess. To him, it was a critical mont.
He had not told her all the truth so that if Kamila proved to be unworthy, he would risk nothing. A spell like the one he had described was out of a fairy tale, even a first year student would laugh at such a story.
Zinya had heard nothing while Fallmug’s story would be completely different from Kamila’s and even less believable. Not even Manohar could cover the distance from Lutia to Xylita in a matter of seconds.
"Thank you." Kamila’s voice was happy but broken. Small tears stread down her face.
"Even though I have plenty of friends, I spent all my life alone because when push cos to shove, my burden was my own. When people heard about my problems, they would pity and say a lot of nice words, but no one would do anything.
"Thank you for saving Zinya at all costs. Thank you for taking to heart a problem that’s not even yours and putting your career at risk for ." She sobbed, but she never stopped looking in his eyes.
"Most of all, thank you for trusting so much. I don’t care about my career. I’ll do anything to protect your secret just like you did for ." She hugged him, hiding her face on his shoulder, trembling like a puppy scared by a clap of thunder.
"You’re welco." Lith replied, holding her tight.
"As I already told you before, being in a relationship ans solving together problems that you wouldn’t have alone. This ans that sooner or later you’ll get dragged into the ss that my life is. Are you up for that?" He asked.
"Yes, I am." She said with all her heart. Yet Lith didn’t shapeshift nor told her anything else. He just wiped the tears and the snot from her face before giving her a short, soft kiss.
’Now she’s too clouded by her emotions. I have to wait until she is cool headed again. Only then I will see her true reaction.’ Lith thought. Words were aningless to him, only actions mattered.
"Tomorrow I’m going to speak with Professor Vastor about your sister and probably I’ll have her admitted at the White Griffon Hospital for the procedure. Do you want to co with ?" He held her face between his hands, gently caressing it.
"I wish I could, but I have to work. I shouldn’t even be here." She sniffed.
"I’ll try to be there for the intervention. Please, keep posted."
Lith nodded in reply.
"Do you want to get out for dinner or do you want to stay at ho?" He asked.
"I want to stay with you." Was her reply. She refused to both release him from her embrace or stand up from his legs. Kamila felt like his arms were her castle and his heart was her sky. She wanted that mont to last forever.
"Are you sure that nothing happened to Zinya?" She asked.
"Absolutely. Not only did the spell protect her, but it also gave a full check up of her condition. No harm ca to her after our visit." Lith’s voice was so confident that it made Kamila’s worries disappear.
Lith had a hard ti preparing dinner while never letting her go, managing to do it solely thanks to spirit magic and fire vision. When he attempted to spoon-feed her, she couldn’t repress her chuckle anymore.
"You’re the least romantic man I’ve ever known. Couldn’t this wait a few hours?"
"Maybe you are right, but I’m hungry and so are you. I can’t feel the romance in the air with all this noise." Both of their stomachs had grumbled for a while before Lith started to cook.
"I know. Stupid stomach. Always ruins everything." It grumbled harder since she had refused the spoon and the sll of the food was delicious.
"You’re too good a cook. It’s all your fault if I get fat." The first bite was enough to make Kamila realize that between her long day at work and all those emotions, she had worked quite an appetite.
"Hands off my plate, woman!" Lith rebuked her rrily as she exploited being on his legs to eat from both plates.
"Make ." She said while feeding him.
***
The next morning Lith hadn’t slept much, again, but he was definitely happy about his past night. Kamila had refused to let him go even during the morning shower, giving to his day a really pleasant start.
’One thing is for sure. If you two keep up like this, Kamila will lose weight fast.’
’Solus, that’s dirty!’ Lith rebuked her.
’Hello, pot. My na is kettle and I’m black.’ She sneered.
He left Belius for the White Griffon academy, where Professor Zogar Vastor and Quylla were waiting for him.
"Lith, my boy. It’s so good to see you again. It would be much better if you didn’t visit or call only when you need sothing, though. I know we are both busy n, but it’s kind of rude anyway."
"That’s exactly what I told him, Professor." Quylla nodded.
"I apologize to both of you." Lith said, having a hard ti to repress a sigh of annoyance.
"I’ve consulted all the material Quylla sent and I’d like to hear your opinion about the different approaches I devised."
"Hold your horses, Lith. No competent Healer would give their opinion based on a hologram, no matter how good it is. We need to see the patient. I’ve taken the liberty of setting the Gate’s coordinates to Xylita already." Vastor stood up abruptly.
How he managed to do it without wobbling despite his egg-shaped body was still a mystery to Lith. When they reached the Sarta household, the servants quaked in their boots, not daring to say anything.
One mage was terrifying, but three at once were the stuff nightmares were made of.
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