Selene didn’t walk far. She stopped just a few meters away, as if she were simply waiting for the next competitor.
But Lukas noticed she wasn’t watching the arena — she was watching him.
— You felt it… didn’t you? — she asked quietly, in a tone that sounded more like a statement than a question.
— Felt what? — Lukas replied, voice neutral.
— When I passed by… the weight shifted. The air grew heavy, as if an anchor dropped between us.
— No aura I know does that. — she added, now almost in a whisper.
Lukas looked away.
“The Seal…” he thought. “It can’t be a coincidence.”
Inside his mind, César’s tone sharpened:
“She’s dangerous. Dangerous in a way you can’t control. The kind of woman who notices what others can’t.”
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Morgana laughed, sultry:
“Dangerous and delicious. I like her… eyes that promise death and kisses at the same time. Careful, chocolatinho, she’ll tear out your heart before you can even sigh.”
Lukas kept his composure.
— Must’ve just been the tension of the moment, he said, as if it meant nothing. — These things mess with us.
Selene tilted her head.
— Maybe. — But her gaze made it clear she didn’t believe a word. — Even so… if you ever discover where it comes from, I want to be there.
She passed by him, leaving behind a faint sweet scent in the air — something like honey mixed with fruit.
Morgana sighed dramatically:
“She even smells like dessert… and you know I love sweets.”
César snorted:
“You love corruption, that’s what you love.”
Selene, already walking away, stopped and glanced back over her shoulder:
— Ah… and if you ever pass by the Tower of the Dark Eye, bring candied strawberries and peanut treats. I never refuse sweets.
Lukas watched her disappear into the crowd.
“So… the assassin of the Dark Eye House has a sweet tooth. Good to know.”
But deep down, he knew that conversation wasn’t over.
Selene had felt something real — and sooner or later, she would chase the answer.
End of chapter 12
