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.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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