Back in the ruins of Iris, Amber was training with Juliana while Adaddon was watching them from afar, his hands closed at his back, eyes affixed on Amber, watching how her reflexes are getting sharper by the passing time which brought a faint smile to his lips gradually growing wider but Irwin came to destroy the rhythm of his moment.
“You are smiling, My Lord.” He said, standing behind him. “Am I not allowed to?” His voice came out strained, looking up at him, smile fading before it could adorn his features entirely. “N-No. I was just asking.” He replied nervously, chuckling a little. Humming he looked out of the window again.
“Amber, isn’t it?” He asked, waiting for a reaction to creep on his face but didn’t. “I wonder what this human has.” He mused, wanting to hear a reply from Adaddo
