Chapter 37: Freya Pasha
A silent calm settled over the afternoon, and yet Raiden propped his hand against the canopy, finally managing to stand for the second time without much difficulty. Even so, he still needed support to keep his balance occasionally.
With steady movements, he cracked his back and began making his way downstairs, still using the walls to keep his balance when his ribs began to give out. His fragile body could give out at any time, but he needed to push through the pain and find his feet.
Not only that, but the phoenix girl had been up for two days, and he knew he needed to start working on his contract and try to find out if she knew anything about the kingdom’s delay in attacking.
His path to her room wasn’t easy, but he didn’t come across any obstacles. Leo was too busy training to worry about him resting.
The moment he reached the girl’s room, she instinctively turned to him with panic in her eyes, nearly jumping out of her bed. But she couldn’t move—her head wasn’t fully healed. She clutched it, adjusting the bandage while her teeth were gritted wide in agony.
Raiden gave her a smirk and leaned against the wall, putting distance between them as he stared at her, her blue aura fluttering around her. "Hey," he said, causing the girl to look at him.
"I remember you... it’s you," she said, her voice filled with slight uncertainty, her eyes slightly narrowing.
Raiden’s smile deepened. These were the first words she had said since waking up, and they were in Noorian—so clearly she hadn’t understood anything Leo said to her. But from the expression she wore, Raiden knew she had more to say, so he simply stared at her and waited.
"Who are you?"
Raiden’s expression shifted in an instant. He had expected something about how he nearly killed her—something to deepen her fear and ease the situation.
He let out a sigh and prepared himself to speak Noorian for the first time in a long while. "What do you mean?"