Chapter 3: The Pact
A pact that ensures I really can't leave her behind no matter what, is that really something I should accept? I've already been stuck for a long time but to become her personal guard like that is something I didn't think about.
"Why would you want to make a pact with me? I'm sure there are plenty of strong people here." I respond with a bit of curiosity in my voice.
She continues to look through the book before speaking. "I don't think I'll give you the answer to that question just yet." She says with a slight smirk on her face.
Amelia appeared to be the kindest one of the family here so I wanted to trust her but what if I'm mistaken about it? It wouldn't really matter if I was wrong though.
"I'll make a pact with you." I respond while kneeling down once more.
A smile grew wider on her face as she heard my answer, not that it really changed much about what was happening here. She probably knew I was going to accept it since there isn't really much going for me here.
She extends her hand towards him and draws a blade. "I will cut your arm and it will drop onto the symbols here, I'll then do the same for myself. This pact will then be official, you will protect me at all costs till the pact is abolished by me or if you die during the course of it. From here on out you will no longer do anything outside, you will be by my side." Amelia explains.
He extends his arm out for her and she cuts it without a second to waste. Drip. Drip. Blood began to drip onto the symbols that were formed on the ground.
"I'll now do the same thing." Amelia speaks once more.