Tsk Tsk
Damian released her cheeks and clicked his tongue with mock disappointment.
"Now the girl who secretly fears me has learned to talk back. How bold~ How reckless~ Should I be impressed or concerned?"
Lysa turned her head away, rubbing her reddened cheeks, her voice emerging quietly despite the defiant gesture.
"Although I fear you and your ways... I know you wouldn't hurt your own people."
The statement carried absolute certainty despite the fear she admitted to, trust built on months of observation rather than blind faith.
Damian just looked at her, his crimson eyes studying her profile, waiting without pushing further.
The silence stretched between them, filled only by rain and thunder.
Then Lysa sighed, her shoulders dropping, her resistance crumbling as she decided to speak the thoughts that had been weighing on her.
"...When I was a small child, I read stories about the world before the portals opened."
