0.09


    The doctor was correct, I had misunderstood his intentions completely, he who cared for the boy’s life thought me as some kidnapper. The fault is all on me for being so one-dimensional, as I had not considered the doctor’s personality as I made my decisions.I had wanted to leave immediately with the boy, but causing conflict that could have been avoided is idiotic, especially when we have a reputation to uphold.


    Finding my way back into the main room of the infirmary, I step findan air filled dense with suffocation and suppression. However, it starts to ease as if sensing the boy’s pained movements atop my shoulder. He finally moved, andI had started to think the boy really was a corpse, andI just adopted a doll made of human flesh.


    Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.


    “I wish to adopt the boy, please hear my leader out.”


    Not that it would make any difference as I would still benefit in the end.


    “Let me handle the boy for now, he still requires rest and nutrition.”


    I could already feel his distrust in us, and this all seems to have gotten out of hand. I hand the boy to him and he retreats backwards to the boy’s rest-bed, I immediately follow behind him with leader in tow.


    “I should start explaining why Kyrie was a little rough.”


    Leader opens her mouth.