Chapter 45 – A Name, A Promise, and Sisters in Soul
The sound of rain pelting the roof of the dilapidated building echoed faintly in the distance. Inside the quiet room, only two girls sat facing each other—silent in a way that wasn’t entirely awkward, but not quite comfortable either.
Sofia knelt on the floor, her body still soaked from the rain, white robe clinging to her skin. On her lap lay Sylvia, the Queen, who had only just awakened from a long sleep after a harrowing inner battle.
Just moments ago... they had almost kissed.
Sofia’s cheeks were still burning red.
Meanwhile, Sylvia gazed at her with calm, dark crimson eyes. There was no strong emotion in them—only serenity, but in her mind she very shy.
"WHaatt didn’t this girl just almost kiss me?"
Sofia cleared her throat softly, trying to hide her flustered state.
"Um... Queen... may I know your name?" she asked quietly, her voice full of curiosity.
Sylvia tilted her head gently. The small motion looked surprisingly cute—unexpected from someone known as a terrifying creature. Her red eyes blinked in confusion, as if asking: "Why are you calling me Queen?"
Sofia’s heart skipped a beat.
Thump.