Once the glow died down, her eyes slowly fluttered open.
“I swear on the Goddess, if you’re a demon now, I’ll regret saving you,” were his first few words to the newly awakened woman.
Contrary to his words, he didn’t believe she was demonized, but something changed inside her. And he was determined to find out.
“Selene,” she whispered almost incoherently, her gaze on him still dazed and unfocused.
“What?”
She blinks repeatedly. Then frowns. “Why are ‘you’ here?”
“As far as decorum and etiquette go, I think you’re quite horrible at expressing gratitude to your saviors,” he scowls.
“Though, if you tell me what demonic possession happened to you, mayhap I can consider that as you expressing gratitude.”
“I am not possessed by a demon,” she says, her frown deepening. “I don’t exactly
