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covenant. I cannot give you back your freedom, but I will give you back your peace of mind. You needn’t worry about conceiving another child that you have no intention of mothering.”
    She looked on speechless as he closed the door on his way out. That was that.
     
    Amara remembered that there was a night like this not so long ago. It was a night of numerous shining stars hanging from a cerulean sky. The stars had appeared so close that she had once foolishly thought she could pick one out of the sky if she would just reach up. But she didn’t. She had been clinging on to his broad shoulders as he made love to her amidst the tall blue grass. It had felt so incredible that even all of the beauty of the cosmos couldn’t tempt her to let go. She had caught a glimpse of his face when he lifted his head to look upon her. It was the first time she had seen the warmth of a lover in his eyes and she had seen shadows of it every time they made eye contact since.
    A moment ago, the cold look in his eyes had solidified her. Only when it was taken away did she realized it had been there in the first place. Even if she hadn’t frozen up, what was she to say? Was there even a right way to respond to him? Perhaps she had really done it this time. And perhaps he was fed up with her, with everything with her name on it.  
    She was torn between what she was feeling and what she should be feeling. She should be content with the way that things were going. She should be glad that she had gotten away with her deception. She should be happy that he hadn’t turned his wrath against Raya and the baby. And she should be ecstatic that he had given her back her ‘peace of mind’. Instead of all of those things, she felt guilt tearing at her conscience. She felt hurt. She felt abandoned.
    Amara purposely distracted herself from all of those negative emotions to the puddle of water that was further invading the bedroom. If she failed to see to it now, the water would leek down and damage the structural integrity of the already aged mansion. It had been kept in good condition up until now and she intended on keeping it that way for a long while.
    She wrapped herself in a bathrobe and then ran out to the closet in the hallway for a mop. She returned to the bathroom to clean up the mess. As she was mopping up the floor and draining the water into the bathtub, she heard a light knock on the door. She looked and saw the Necromancer standing there. He was wearing a frown.
    “What happened here?” he asked.
    “I uh… left the water running.” She didn’t feel like explaining the whole evening to him so she summarized.
    “I was referring to the redness of your eyes and the tearstains on your cheeks.”
    Amara pressed her free hand against her cheek and turned away from his gaze. “It’s nothing.”
    She heard him inhale deeply. “Did that man hurt you? Did he force you?”
    “What?” Amara sharply turned to him and gave him a stunned look. “No, of course not! Why would you… ?” Amara followed his worried gaze to the bathrobe loosely tied at her waist. She pulled it properly together and secured it once again. “He’s not that kind of person!” She found herself defending Noctis.
    “Amara…”
    “I was just trying to shove out some negative thoughts. I’m not used to dealing with them.”
    “Okay then,” he said softly even though he didn’t believe her entirely. “Know that I’m here for you. You just need to say the word, Amara.”
    It was so unlike him to say something like that so seriously. She was touched by his concern, but she also felt slightly awkward about it. They were like two guy friends who would rather jump in front of a car than to say anything sentimental to each other. “Don’t you give Lizzie any wrong impressions,” she warned him. “She would worry needlessly and right now, she needs to concentrate on getting better.”
    “I know.”
    “Are you heading off again?”
    “Yes.”
    “Couldn’t you