Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

"We've walked far enough. You can put me down now."

Loren looked into Laila's eyes, somewhat speechless. He was always used to being the one in the dominant position, so being held like this by Laila made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Oh..."

Laila reluctantly let go of Loren and followed him back to the room.

She glanced at his shadow with annoyance. With Reflection Naclis around, there was nothing she could do.

"You're finally back. Thank goodness you're alright. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to face the original..."

"Alright, it's getting late. Go back to your room and rest."

Loren gently patted Reflection Naclis's hair, speaking softly.

He felt a bit guilty for being too rough with her earlier.