“I’m going to protect you.”
“Miss Camilla…”
Belka was stunned for a brief moment, though her best efforts made sure that it didn’t show on her expression. Emotions were weak, after all, whether it was towards her employer or not…
The Wyvern Rider’s eyes scanned over the Nohrian princess’s features, searching for any sort of joke or humor within them, and, after her supposed findings, simply let out a sigh as her eyes glided downwards.
“I believe you hired me to protect you… not for you to protect me…”
















