Chapter 83: The first step to change is to stop running away
After a quick wash-up and changing my nightshirt into something more appropriate, I followed Natha down, to meet the demons talking to him earlier.
Apparently, aside from giving him a morning report, Natha also tasked them with something, namely: becoming my tour guide.
"We weren’t planning it the first time since you’re supposed to be here for a night only," Natha explained while I was changing. "But since your stay was getting extended, you might as well get more familiar with the castle’s setting."
By that, he meant I should explore the castle ground, and at least knew some important places aside from the private headquarters and the greenhouse.
Although, I also had an inkling that he didn’t want me spending my day just tinkering with the failed products that got him jealous last night.
Anyway, so here I was, having another breakfast with demons session. Perhaps because I was fine with Arta and Opti yesterday, Natha invited two of his vassals here this morning.
One of them felt familiar, and after looking at his pointed ears, dark skin, and black sclera, as well as his face, I knew exactly why. He looked almost identical to Dhuarta—only with a calmer gaze. "Ah...the other twin..." I blurted out unconsciously, before pressing my lips together.
The demon widened his eyes slightly, before bowing with a smile on his lips. "Lesta, at your service."
His voice sounded as cool and calm as he looked. Right after, the other vassal, someone almost as tall as Natha, stepped forward and lowered his body too. He had this gentle and scholarly look, especially with his super pale complexion that made it seem as if he never stepped out of the library or something.
"And this one is Eruha, Young Master. It’s nice to finally be in your presence," this one had a tender and smooth voice that reminded me of my psychiatrist back in the day.
La Lesta and Dur Eruha—I remembered their name from the list of ’friendly’ demons Natha gave me. One was Dhuarta’s twin brother, and the other was Natha’s strategist. The other two demons, apparently, were newly appointed as my guards. Selected from the Lord’s own protection order, they were called Mohan and Laheer, and acted just like any of Natha’s usual subordinates—stoic, serious, and avoiding my eyes as much as possible, just like Heraz and the other servants in the private quarters.