Chapter 12: Familiar Feelings
Felixa was pushed inside the room and it was dark, save for a little candle burning on a table by the bedside. There was a feast ready on the table and Felixa gulped seeing the big platter that was filled with all sorts of delicacies.
And the fragrance... Yummy!
Like a duckling following the mother duck, she followed the scent of food and reached the table. She didn’t remember the last time she ate. All she knew was that she is hungry right now.
At that time, she heard the door locking and she observed to see a little pale bird by the door. It was very translucent as like how the air above a fire would look; wavy and distorted. But even then, she could discern its form in the darkness.
Her heart started to beat fast.
[Is that a spirit? How can it move things?]
As she was wondering what she should do about that "bird" that now appeared to be focusing on her, a gust of wind blew through the curtains. Only then she noticed the dark figure standing by the window and her heart skipped a beat.
[Who is that?]
She tried to grab something from the table and since she didn’t want to accidentally spill any of the food, she couldn’t grab anything but a spoon.
"Show yourself!" She pointed the spoon in the direction of the window and took a step forward. She didn’t fail to take note of the mysterious bird that was still hovering by the door.
A mesmerizing chuckle, one that made her heart feel weird, originated from near the window and she pointed her weapon (the spoon) in that direction, rather valiantly.
"Ah," Maximus stood there bewildered for a moment.