The Hunt (11)

The great canyons of the hellish depths.

Two students wearing the second year uniform of the Academy was walking through one of the 'depths' of the region.

Adrian looked at the sullen face of his new 'maid'.

He smiled. "Nervous?"

His question woke her up from daze. "Huh?"

"Nervous that I will go back on the deal and just torture you?" His smile turned into a smirk.

"How did you know!?" She stopped abruptly and took a step back.

"Relax. I don't like torturing people that much." He halted as well.

She scowled.

"Fine, just a little bit."

Her expression did not change a bit.

"Okay. Okay. I love it. But that doesn't mean I can just torture anyone. We de- Ahem… nobles have other things to do." He continued. "Like maintaining public relations and following noblesse oblige. And keeping promises is one of them."

"Why am I even thinking about it? I have already 'sacrificed' my everything to you." She sighed.