Bab 558: 80.6 Short Rest

I only gave a nod as Grigori stood up to walk away, but not before he moved to whisper something into my ear.

"Alset's a good girl. Treat her properly, Rouge..."

"Of course."

Grigori gave me a nod before disappearing, leaving me alone in a corner with our captive as she nursed her previously bound wrists. She looked a lot better than just a minute ago, but it was far from being fine, in my opinion.

"Stay here," I advised. "I'll get you some food."

"T-thanks..."

A flurry of thoughts swam in my head as I mechanically went to our food stash. I really wanted to help this girl, but she was an enemy that clearly had qualms with being branded a traitor. Whether it was out of duty or fear, I didn't know. But I'll still have to tread carefully. As much as I was doing this out of the goodness of my heart, there was still an opportunity here.