Loving You From Stars

Strange Power (II)

Corale didn't know what happened while she closed her eyes, but hearing Vyrion's joke about her being an Angel made no sense, "You know I don't have that kind of power." She let go of the hand on her waist so she could back up to turn around, “See? I don't have wings or …” She raised her hand, imitating what he and Vega did to release their power, “Haiyah …! Look? I'm an ordinary human!"

Vyrion was stunned before letting out a little giggle, “You're so cute.”

“I …!” Corale purely wanted to prove her point, not wanting to look cute. Nonetheless, her heart skips a little bit at his compliment—and she fears the possibility that she may slowly fall in love with the spell-affected Vyrion.

"You think Angel should always be synonymous with wings?" Vyrion asked gently, “What you hear isn't necessarily true, Corale.”

Corale just stared at Vyrion who explained about Angel as if he had seen that before.

"I didn't feel anything when I was with Miss Corale, but just now ..." Vega wanted to believe Corale's words, but the incident earlier cast doubt on her assumptions again, "I know something that can hide power so we don't notice. But …” She didn't feel comfortable saying it. Moreover, Corale didn't look like that, the exact opposite.

“Don't finish your sentence,” Vyrion warned. He was also aware of what Vega was talking about, and he vehemently opposed that Corale was a Succubus.

"I can't believe it either," Vega defended himself, "I'm going to ask if anyone has the same fate as you."

Vyrion lowered his gaze to the marble floor. He still doesn't understand how he came to be on earth until this moment. It's not that he doesn't like it, it's just that his thoughts are foggy about his past. He suddenly remembered something, “Tell me, where do you know Vordelia from, Corale?”

"Eh!?" Vega's scream caught people's attention, "You know Princess Vordelia?"

So the one in her dream is a princess? Corale remembered that on top of Vordelia's head, a small glittering crown gave the impression of her long pink hair becoming even more beautiful, "My dream ...?" She said hesitantly, the first time she'd told Vega this, "twice, and there's Vyrion too."

Vega immediately approached Corale, holding her hand tightly not letting her off, "Tell me everything you dream of, Miss Corale."

“Uhm …” Corale didn't mind it, it was just a dream after all, “before that, what should we do with that stranger?”

“Of course,” Vyrion had almost forgotten, “Vega.”

"I'll take care of it!" Vega answered quickly without taking her eyes off Corale, “but promise you're not going anywhere. OK?”

Corale nodded slightly. Her home is here, there is no reason for her to go either. Moreover, Gael was resting—under the influence of a sleep spell on the second floor.

***

“I'm starting to think you're more special than I thought,” Vyrion commented in a small voice after they finished talking about the dream Corale had. He was still shocked by the information because if he counted from when she started dreaming about it, at that moment he remembered something, his memory of the same thing as what she dreamed of.

That's horrible.

Vyrion was speechless, considering he had killed his closest friend because he was sick of waiting for The King's decision about him, where he did not know what he had agreed with The King. He didn't want to think, he plopped down on the bed with a heavy sigh, "I don't understand myself anymore."

In fact when Vega was about to give information, her voice disappeared strangely as if forbidding him to know the facts.

“Vyrion ...” Corale felt sympathy for his lost memories. She tried to comfort him with her words, “I'm sure this will pass, you can reclaim your precious memories. I …” She sat beside him, “I too would be as frustrated as you if I went through the same thing. But hey ... we have to think clearly and find a solution to this problem. So don't give up just yet."

"Promise me then."

"What promise?"

“Never change, stay like this,” Vyrion said without meeting her eyes, feeling ashamed to act so pathetically in front of Corale. He wanted to give the impression of a calm and mature man but couldn't because of his memory, "you're the only one that keeps me going."

Vyrion's confession touched Corale, the face he was currently on really reminded her of the Vyrion she missed so much. Could this be his deepest heart? She didn't deny that she was excited about this and nodded her head, “Tell me whatever you want, what you want to know, whatever it is to me. I will try to grant it," She said shyly, "we face this together. OK?”

Vyrion disagrees with actually getting Corale into his troubles, but she has the possibility of being the source he can remember something, he can't avoid this, “A hug would be nice.”

"A hug?"

“You know someone once said that hugs give the most comfort? That includes me too,” Vyrion asked.

"Um ..."

Is Vyrion back under the influence of the truth potion?

"Do you remember what I said yesterday?"

“Yes,” Vyrion quietly answered, “I need it now. If you're not comfortable, I understand."

Corale was happy that Vyrion could control himself again. Since she promised to help him, “I don't mind.”

Vyrion's face brightened. Although happy, he wanted to confirm again because Corale was very defensive when it came to physical touch, “You sure? I'm not letting you go.”

Corale didn't know why her heart was racing with his last words, and she allowed herself to be swept away by a wave of strange emotion by giving him a shy look of approval, “Epp ...!” She gave a muffled scream as Vyrion lifted her body, their eyes met again making her heartbeat even harder in her chest seeing no sign other than seriousness on his face.

Vyrion ...

Corale let Vyrion hug her from behind. She didn't protest, honestly grateful that he chose this position because she couldn't control her heartbeat right now.