
Amora walked slowly. Next to her, Tremy still clasped her hands gently. To be honest, Amora wanted to tell me if it bothered her, but she didn't dare tell Tremy.
"You like flowers? Young Miss Duke?" tremy's question as an opening between their conversations.
"I like it quite a bit, especially with the Edelweiss flower and also the Azalea," replied Amora trying to respond as calmly as possible.
Tremy should have realized he wasn't comfortable. Instead of letting go of his hand, Tremy looked happy. The shy and rarely smiling child now rejects him to Amora. Slowly, the hand of Tremy holding Amora's hand began to be strengthened. Made Amora a little surprised and rounded her eyes.
"Sorry, I'm too happy. I'm afraid you won't realize, but you're already uncomfortable, why didn't you say?" a long sentence from Tremy with a question in closing.
'You should be self-conscious woy! I'm not comfortable and I'm not even separated! You tyrant!' amora's inner cry made her only breath away. He looked at the hand of Tremy who was still clasping his hand firmly. "I just don't want young Mr. Schwarz to feel any discomfort, an irreverence if I reject the child of my teacher. Looking at my attitude, it was fortunate that Mrs Schwarz was willing to teach me," Amora replied still trying to calm down.
Amora said that by looking at the Azalea flowers growing around them. Seeing her slowly wanted to reach out but could not. Even more so when he saw Tremy next to him. A strange look was suddenly created with a hue on his two cheeks.
"Tu-"
"Pffft, sorry for my discourtesy" he said suddenly withholding laughter. Reversing her face would be invisible to Amora. Then he started to wipe the tears slightly out of there. Showing a happy smile.
'If you think Tremy is handsome again, baby why you should be a tyrant.' Inwardly Amora saw the face of Tremy and was amazed by him. 'Oh-! I made him that way, ' in return a glum look back as he remembered where he was today.
A love triangle novel she made herself. Without thinking long use his name as a side character. Making life very hard for Amora, surrounded by misfortune.
"What are you thinking about Miss Duke?" tremy asked again to make Amora return from her daydream.
"Nothing, just feeling young Mr. Schwarz was so handsome," Amora's reply was actually looking for an excuse.
He doesn't know how to find a reason to look natural. He thought that while looking for the reason he was talking about was by talking about something unimportant in his mind.
"Is your habit like that?" a heavy voice suddenly came in a question sentence.
Amora looked directly at Tremy. He was also surprised when Amora saw him quickly.
"Is there a problem, miss?" tremy asked seeing Amora was also confused.
"Sorry, no," replied Amora still the same.
Suddenly Amora felt Tremy take off her hand. Finally, he could feel his other hand, to stroke each other and not allow Tremy to hold it back.
Tremy then went to Amora's front, revealing both of his hands. "Your news of level one sanitization is not taboo, but after I held your hand was truly an amazing hand, I felt a soothing spirit from there. I'm sure, your strength will definitely be of great use in the future, "Tremy explained Long.
After that, Tremy began to fold both hands. Placing palms that clench each other. A moment later he opened it slowly, a glaring light burst out from there. After that his light began to spread, just like spirit power when he saw it in the church. Just when Diana started blessing, or when her spirit came out.
"No, it's not spirit, it's magic. You wanna try it?" tremy asked extending his hand just as Amora was rewinding her body.
I don't know what he did, Amora's gaze wanted to believe but was frightened. He could only stand still, the curiosity within him made him only able to slowly extend his hand.
When you touch the light it hurts. Something like piercing into his fist, perhaps like a small electric shock made him only able to moan.
"You feel it, don't you? It's magic, however, it has an effect. However, yours is different it feels comfortable and soothing that is the true spirit feeling," explained Tremy.
The moment the light was gone, interspersed with the face of Tremy who returned a smile. She started holding Amora's hand back. Stepping her legs back. Amora was silent to see what was happening.
"You must have been surprised, whether you know it or not, but Diana was not a sanit, she was a witch," Tremy's remark made Amora instantly frozen. "Miss?" call Tremy after seeing Amora go silent.
On the other side Amora's hands started shaking. I don't know what's going on. His thoughts about Diana were terrifying, some things gave him goosebumps. On the same side, Tremy held Amora's hand, which was holding her right in his hand. "You know what I mean" said Tremy.
"What do you know?" amora asked began to speak after long listening to Tremy's babble like it was endless.
"I know, because my mother was also a witch. At the beginning of Diana's appearance, my mother said it was just engineering, and it makes no sense how Diana's magic power really does not hurt like other magic, but when there's that incident after you passed out the same mom comes to you see the power in you know if you're the real spirit holder."
"What are you saying, why are you so bragging!" amora said in a tone waiting for him.
Of course Amora does not believe in the words of Tremy, because she is the one who made the storyline. It was obvious that the Spirit holder was Diana not Amora.
'What is this! The longer why so many things don't make sense!' inner Amora looked at Tremy with a shocked face as well as disbelief.
"I know what you're thinking, obviously it's visible from your face. You think my mom came here just to teach ethics? No, it's more than you think" said Tremy.
Amora's hands are now trembling, her mind muddled about the increasingly complicated storyline.
"How come, if it's like that why didn't you tell His Majesty Maverick directly? The Schwarz family must have been very trusted by the royal family."
"Can't, because of Diana's magic. You could say the palace was cursed. All will not be aware, except one man Prince Theodor."
"How can you?"
"Maybe it's the same question I'm going to ask you. How could? Haven't you blessed the prince before?"
Amora recalled again, the happenings of the church as her spirit power began to spread. Whether it was the blessing he made, even Theodor who was the one staying with Diana was unable to influence Diana. On the other hand, Amora's inner upheaval about believing or not in Tremy, the future Tyrant in the novel.
'Tremy, can I believe it? I don't want to be disappointed, but can I believe it?'