Vol. 1 - Ch. 36
Chapter 36
Daphne asking Edmund the question was an impulsive choice. Something she’d asked herself countless times in her mind finally made it out of her mouth.
She blinked slowly and took a deep breath. With difficulty, she pushed Edmund away and wriggled free from beneath him.
The difference in their physiques was impossible to ignore, and sweat trickled off Daphne’s body as though she were in a downpour. It was fortunate that only part of her body had been pinned; if she'd been trapped fully beneath him, she might not have been able to escape without someone's help.
Staring at Edmund, who lay unconscious without a single twitch, Daphne’s gaze accidentally shifted to her hand.
“Blood.”
Seeing the blood on her hand, she quickly looked back at Edmund. In a rush, she flipped his body over and frantically felt along his torso. The moment her hand touched his shoulder, it came away wet. When she hastily pulled down his shirt, blood gushed from an open wound.
“This is….”
“Daphne!”
It was the wound he had gotten when he shielded her from the flying sword.
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“Doesn’t it feel a little eerie today?”