Third Arc (Fallen Heart) - 312. Faint III
Angel absorbed her explanation. It made sense. The bracelet's design was unlike anything he had seen in recent times, and its uniqueness had initially caught his attention. But Rose's insight added a new layer of understanding. The bracelet wasn't just a random piece of jewelry; it was a relic from a bygone era, crafted by skilled hands that were no longer practicing their art.
"So, this bracelet could be quite old," Angel mused, his fingers tapping thoughtfully on the desk.
"Exactly," Rose confirmed, her fingers tracing the delicate patterns etched into the bracelet. "These craftsmen were known for their skill. It's possible this bracelet has a history far older and more complex than we realize."
Angel's mind raced. The connection to ancient craftsmen explained part of the bracelet's mystery, but it didn't explain the faint dark magic he sensed within it. He looked at Rose, his expression a mixture of determination and unease. "There's more to it than just its age and craftsmanship," he said slowly. "I felt a faint magic flow within the bracelet, something almost imperceptible."
Rose's eyes widened slightly, her curiosity deepening. "Magic? Are you sure? But I never heard about the magical properties they could imbue in their creations."
Angel nodded. "Yes, it's very faint, but it's there. I've been trying to understand its nature, but it's elusive. The magic flow is similar to mine, which means it has dark magic."
Rose's expression turned serious. "Dark magic? That's concerning. If this bracelet is connected to dark magic, it could be dangerous."
"That's what worries me," Angel admitted, his gaze fixed on the bracelet. "I think the magic might be linked to the dark magic user who killed my father. The similarity in the magic flow can't be a coincidence."
Rose placed the bracelet back on the desk gently. "If that's the case, we need to investigate further. But we have to be careful. This could be a delicate matter, especially if it's connected to your father's death."
Angel sighed. "I know. That's why I need your help. We need to find out more about the merchant who sold this bracelet to Lady Belle. But we have to do it discreetly. If anyone finds out what we're looking into, it could raise suspicions."
Rose nodded in agreement. "We can start by looking into the records of traders who have dealt with Pontus. Maybe there's something there that can lead us to the merchant. And if the bracelet is as old as we think, there might be historical records or references to similar items."
"You have a point there," Angel said, nodding thoughtfully. "I'm also planning to ask Lady Belle more about this." He paused, his gaze lingering on Rose, as if seeking her approval.
Rose noticed the unspoken question in his eyes and smiled. "Are you asking for my approval?"
Angel shook his head, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Not really. It's more like an announcement. I don't want any misunderstandings between us anymore."
Rose's smile widened, and she reached out to place a reassuring hand on his. "I appreciate that, Angel. Transparency is important, especially with something as serious as this. I trust you, and I'm here to support you."
Angel was relief at her words. Their relationship had weathered many storms, and this newfound commitment to honesty and openness was a welcome change.
"Thank you," he said sincerely. "To be honest… This whole thing is more complicated than I initially thought. The connection to dark magic, the history of the bracelet, and its potential link to my father's death... it's a lot to take in. Also…" Angel's words trailed off as his mind wandered back to the blurry vision of the woman he had seen earlier. The intensity of her struggle and the mysterious connection he felt with her clouded his thoughts.
Rose noticed his distraction and frowned slightly, her concern deepening. "Also?" she prompted, her tone firm yet gentle, urging him to continue.
Angel flicked his gaze back to Rose, momentarily unsure if he should share what he had seen. The vision had been so vivid, yet intangible, like a half-remembered dream. He hesitated, not wanting to sound as if he were hallucinating. But he knew he had to be honest with Rose. She might have insights that he lacked.
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