PRIMUS ALEXANDER'S POV
I felt it.
The feeling of Aquamarine’s blood on the dagger. I couldn't help but wonder what she was doing and how exactly she cut herself with a dagger by this time of the day.
As I entered my room, the first thing that hit my nose was the scent of a variety of food on the bed.
Still warm.
Followed by the sound of rushing water from the bathroom.
I was looking forward to a warm relaxing evening. Maybe I would get Aquamarine to satisfy me.
But as I approached the bathroom, I caught sight of a bright green light shining outside the window. It was soo bright that I had to shield my eyes despite the heavy downpour.
But it didn't seem natural at all.
“Aquamarine?"
There was no answer.
Suddenly, a strange sensation washed over me, like a command snapping in
