❛ Looks like we're stuck together. ❜
with a subtle ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ⁿᵒᵗᶦᶜᵉᵃᵇˡᵉ tilt of her head, the witch’s gaze grew sharp and focused as she studied the smug looking woman before her.
❝ stuck, huh? ❞
her voice was calm, but there was an edge of intrigue buried beneath the coolness. emilia had seen enough of the world to recognize that nothing was ever truly random. not with people who carried themselves the way her self proclaimed ally did.
❝ you wanted this. ❞ Emilia’s eyes lingered on the stranger, assessing, as if trying to unravel a hidden layer beneath her exterior before she continued. ❝ did you not? ❞ her posture remained controlled, wary, but there was an undercurrent of something deeper — something like … ᴵᴺᵀᴱᴿᴱˢᵀ.