Chapter 200: The Dark Lord
Pristine became stiff for a couple of moments as the fairy was completely taken aback in surprise because of the sudden hug that she received from Annalise out of nowhere. Her fingers tightened around the sill of the balustrade she was sitting on but she didn’t make any move to return the hug, but at the same time, she didn’t push away Annalise either.
On the other hand, Annalise hugged the fairy for a couple of long seconds before finally pulling away and returning to sit on the opposite side of the same balustrade on which the fairy was sitting.
"Alright, let’s say I’ll respect your decision this time. If you want to keep your existence in this castle hidden from everyone else, I will never intentionally reveal it or even force you to do that either." Annalise promised as she gave the fairy a small but very warm smile.
The two women shared a warm look before a small smile also bloomed on Pristine’s as she showed her gratitude for Annalise’s understanding.
"So what was the thing... or things... that you were planning to talk about with me?" Annalise asked as she tried to divert their attention back to the conversation that actually brought the two of them to this particular part of the castle while searching for a place without getting disturbed or caught.
Pristine let out another small sigh before she spoke, "Actually... I was looking forward to asking you about that special dress of mine, that I landed you, turned out to be just as useful as I predicted?"
Now it was Annalise’s turn to turn mute as she was not prepared for the question. Just thinking about that night sent her heart fluttering and her cheeks turning pink. Though no physical evidence of the intense love-making sessions were left on her body because of the healing potion that Valerius gave her to drink, she still had every single detail engraved in her mind.
She cleared her throat to get some more time to arrange her thoughts before she finally replied, "Yeah, that also reminded me that I haven’t thanked you yet for lending me the dress. It did its job... perfectly. Though Freya had already washed it properly, I will still use a spell to make sure its in perfect condition to be returned to you by the time of our next meeting."
The small smile that had been playing on Pristine’s lips turned into a big one at Annalise’s embarrassed confession. "Good to know that the dress surved its purpose and you got to spend some really good time with your husbads. I feel kind of proud about my decision of giving you that tip."