Luke smiled yet again and gave a gentle gaze.
"No need to bow."
"Stand up and come closer."
Isabelle did as she was told.
He then looked towards the sky as if he was thinking something and then after a few seconds, he said, "From today, you will be called Isabelle."
The moment he said that a weird sensation arouse inside her heart. She always wanted a name because everyone always referred to her as 'That thing', 'She', 'That bug' or something similar.
She did not want such an identity and always pondered about a name that she could use. Sometimes she tried to give herself a name but there was no one that would call her with the name.
This was because she was surrounded by slaves and by calling her name, others would feel that she rose up a class. They would rather die than let someone of their caliber go up, jealousy perhaps.
So never, not even once did anyone give her a name or call her with the said name. But now, finally, there indeed was someone who named her.
He was none other than Luke, the same person who saved her, and just by thinking this, her heart which had slowed down, started to throb.
Her eyes were lively after she had recovered, but when she narrated her past, they became somewhat dead again since she recalled something that should have been better off forgotten.
Her eyes were filled with life once again. Failed to control, her emotions burst out covering her entire face. She had never been as happy as she was now.
"Isabelle..."
"Isabelle..."
"Isabelle..."
"Isabelle..."
"My name is Isabelle.", she continued to chant her own name and started to call herself again and again in joy.
"There you go, you got a name now. You are no longer a slave."
When Luke said that, her facial expressions brightened even more.
What would a slave want? Money? Status? Power?
While all those things were surely something that a slave would desire, there was something which they wanted more than those - Freedom.
They would pursue freedom and would want to get rid of the slave rank with which they were stuck. Of course, Isabelle wanted the same too. She wasn't special, she too was like other slaves, though with a kind heart.
That was why, when Luke said that she was no longer a slave since she got a name, she felt elated.
She couldn't describe the feeling since she had never felt before, but she knew how to show them in action.
She hurriedly hugged Luke which took him by surprise, this time for sure, and then suddenly kissed his cheek.
"Thank you so much!"
"Thank you."
For a second, Luke thought that Isabelle was being too touchy. She kissed him after all which for him, was weird after all there was a girl in Heaven whom he liked.
Nevertheless, he thought of her as a child and did nothing more. Though, he was quite happy to see her being so happy.
More than that, he thought that she would start fearing him too since he had shown such brutal killing. To his surprise, she showed no signs of fear. It was as if she accepted whatever he did and didn't question any of his doings.
He then raised his right hand and then slowly patted her head. Then he said, "Well, no need to thank me."
"Just take care of yourself from now on."
Luke knew that he couldn't take Isabelle with him to heaven after all she didn't belong there. She would lack many things there and moreover, she would fail to enter Heaven's gate as the guardians will immediately know that a trespasser had entered their domain.
"I have to go now."
Just when Luke said that, Isabelle's smile disappeared and worry returned on her face. She suddenly raised her head towards him and while fidgeting, she asked, "Can't I come with you?"
While Luke did want to take her, the work which he was doing was dangerous, so dangerous that he himself could get killed at any moment. He didn't want to put her in danger.
However, he knew that she would give it her all to try and follow him or make him take her because of which he thought about giving her a little scare.
"The work that I am doing is dangerous."
"You will be killed at any moment.", the voice with which he said was a little dominating.
He had deepened his voice to ensure that he doesn't sound funny.
'This would definitely instill fear in her.'
No one would want to die. Isabelle asked for helo because she didn't want to die and considering this as a fact, he believed that she would try to save herself rather than following him, but to his dismay, he was wrong.
She still wanted to follow him and the reason for that was simple - Luke was powerful and kind.
'Even if I am safe right now, they will come to hurt me again...'
'If I go with him, I might still get hurt or even die as he said...'
'But for some reason, my heart is telling me to follow him.'
'Yes, he saved my life, and now I think it belongs to him. No matter what, I am ready to die even if it is for his sake!'
She had a confident look as if she believed that following Luke would do her good.
"I will follow you. I will stay by your side and be at least your shield. You can throw me as a pawn if you like."
"I know that I am not as strong as you, but please, allow me to follow you.", she begged.
"Please master, I beg you. Please!", even tears started flowing down her eyes.
Luke could no longer neglect this. He said, "On one condition."
"Eh?", Isabelle raised her head instinctively.
"I will take you with me on one condition."
"I accept! I accept whatever it is!", even before hearing him out, she was ready to accept.
"Sigh..."
"Don't call me master, instead, call me Luke.", was what he said.
"Is..."
"Is that all master?", she asked.
"Again!?"
"I said right!"
"Call me Luke!"
"Y-yes. L-luke...", for reason unknown, she blushed when she called his name.
"That's better..."
"Now, follow me."
"..."
To be continued...