Chapter 140: Cultural differences are never a valid reason for rotten attitudes
"You’re not... disappointed in me? Truly?" I asked once everyone retreated from the bedroom--including Jade, who followed Zia because it was scared of Natha.
I knew I sounded really pathetic and whiny, but I really really needed some validation right now. Perhaps because my heart was so tired and stressed from the confusion with my grandmother and then this whole evening debacle with the Lord of Lust.
Thankfully, Natha was as accommodating as ever. "Truly," he took off his coat--something different than the matching outfit I couldn’t wear today--and draped it on me. It was then that I realized I was still in my nightwear. "If anything, sweetheart, I should have been disappointed in this place’s security,"
"Oh, please don’t blame the guards," I grabbed his arms hurriedly. "I’m sure they think it was you. I almost think it was you at the start."
I still remembered how frightened the guards were a few moments ago. No--actually, they had been frightened the moment they saw someone else was there in the bedroom with me. And then, when Natha got furious, they looked as if tomorrow would never come for them.
Every security breach was, indeed, the guard’s fault. I wouldn’t mind he reprimanded the guards if it was an assassin. But Incubus’s glamour at the level of a Lord wasn’t something that could be easily seen through.
Also, if he got mad at the guards because they failed to recognize the impersonator, I’d feel like he got angry at me too.
I continued to grab his sleeve until he finally let out a sigh, which was quite rare for Natha. "Alright. It’s my fault that I didn’t put anyone with a discerning ability."
That wasn’t what I meant, though? I opened my mouth to protest again, but he tapped my lips to sush me and proceeded to lead me toward the balcony. There was a nice rocking chair there, and Natha pulled me to sit there together.
And by together I mean he put me on his lap.
From the balcony, I could see the lights of L’anaak Eed beyond the castle wall; the metropolis of the demon realm. Ground and flying carriages spilled out of the gate with their attached headlights as the guests started to leave the banquet, and it reminded me of the world outside the hospital that I could glimpse when I successfully sneaked to the rooftop.