Lucas's gaze intensified, a flicker of determination igniting within his eyes. "My presence is affecting the fragnt within you. I must find a way to extract it, to unravel the truth of its origin," he stated firmly, his hand reaching out to delicately touch hers. "I promise, Rosalind."
She remained silent, her thoughts swirling in a sea of uncertainty. Everything seed so murky and elusive, veiled by the enigma of their shared past. Even in her previous lifeti, such inexplicable events had never unfolded before her.
"How can I help you?" Rosalind inquired, her voice tinged with concern as she set her gaze upon Lucas. There must be sothing that she can do to stop the dreams and visions, right? This was her body! There must be sothing that she can do!
"You cannot," Lucas replied, his tone laden with a hint of resignation. "No human can."
His words hung heavily in the air, casting a shadow of doubt upon her. Rosalind's brows furrowed, her curiosity piqued. "Are you telling that you're not human?"
A flicker of sothing mysterious danced in Lucas's eyes, an enigmatic smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Yes," he confird, his voice carrying a depth that sent shivers down her spine.
"If you're not human, then... what are you?" A part of her seed to know the answer to this question even before she asked it. Does it have anything to do with the fragnt?
In response, Lucas's smirk deepened, a gesture that simultaneously irritated and captivated her. His handso face held a certain allure that she found difficult to resist. "Once, I was a demon," he revealed, his words laced with a hint of nostalgia.
The revelation struck her like a bolt of lightning, montarily stealing her breath. "What" she began, her mind struggling to comprehend the truth unraveling before her. He was once a demon?
"The higher-ranking demons possessed the ability to assu a human form," Lucas explained, his tone tinged with a sense of lancholy. "I, too, once wore that facade."
The weight of his words settled upon her, causing her throat to tighten. She swallowed hard, trying to process the implications of his confession. "That doesn't an you're still a demon now, does it?" she asked.
A brief pause hung in the air, the silence amplifying the tension between them. Then, Lucas shook his head, his gaze unwavering. "No," he replied firmly. "Not anymore."
"Then?" Rosalind's voice trembled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. The revelation that Lucas had once been a demon left her yearning for further understanding. If he was no longer a demon, then who was he now?
"I am soone who possesses the ability to traverse dinsions," Lucas responded, his tone tinged with an air of mystery. "That is all you need to know."
Her mind raced, trying to comprehend the implications of his words. The cave, the rigorous training she had undergone under his guidanceeverything suddenly took on a new significance. "So, the cave..." Rosalind hesitated, searching for clarity amidst the tumultuous revelations. "You created it?"
A hint of pride flickered in Lucas's eyes as he affird her suspicion. "Yes, I did. It was ant to forge your body, to make it resilient enough to withstand the influence of the fragnt within you."
"Why?" Rosalind's asked.
His gaze bore into her soul, his intensity unwavering. "Because I do not want her to awaken within your body," Lucas confessed.
"Her?" Rosalind's heart pounded in her chest, her voice barely above a whisper. "Who are you referring to?"
A faint smile played on Lucas's lips, his eyes filled with a complex blend of sorrow and determination. "Don't you already know the answer to that question?" he asked.
Before a single word could escape Rosalind's lips, the carriage ca to a gradual halt. The sudden cessation of movent left her montarily disoriented, her mind still grappling with the weight of the revelations.
Without waiting for her response, Lucas swiftly stepped out of the carriage, his gaze fixed intently upon the grand palace that stood before them.
She hesitated for a mont, uncertainty swirling within her, before accepting his outstretched hand and stepping down beside him. The magnitude of their surroundings, and the imposing presence of the Wugari palace, intensified the whirlwind of emotions within her.
"What are we doing here?" Rosalind asked as her eyes scanned the sprawling palace, searching for answers amidst the grandeur.
Lucas's voice carried a hint of remorse as he responded, "I did not intend for this to happen so soon. Your birthday is in two days, but I fear I may not have enough ti to celebrate it properly."
Confusion etched itself upon her features as she raised her gaze, locking her eyes on his enigmatic side profile. At that mont, Lucas's attention shifted to the small box clutched tightly in his hand, the weight of his unspoken intentions palpable.
"That is..." Rosalind's voice trailed off, her heart pounding within her chest as anticipation mingled with uncertainty.
"Marry ?" Lucas's question hung in the air.
Her mind reeled, struggling to process the abruptness of his proposal. "But... I thought we already agreed to" she began, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and confusion.
"Not later. Now," he interrupted, his gaze unwavering as he t her eyes. "Marry now."
Rosalind blinked, disbelief washing over her. The world seed to freeze as her thoughts raced, colliding with her deepest desires.
"You just ca back to marry ?"
"I would like to give you the proper title" he spoke. "I would not want them to bully my wife, would I?"
Rosalind frowned.
"Was it too rush?" he asked.
She shook her head. Since she ca back, she already knew where she would seek refuge to avoid her family. She had decided to marry him months ago. They made a deal, but things had been more complicated than she originally thought.
"Are you leaving after the wedding?" she asked. She could feel his gaze bore towards her as she lowered her head. For so reason, blood started to rush on her face. Was she blushing?
"I will co back on your birthday," he answered.
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