Do you have any magical protective aura around you?" She evoked an absurd question with a low voice.
William seemed a bit happy to get the unexpected compliment from her and scraped his neck. His facial gestures depicted as if a small puppy was complimented by his sear master.
"I don't think I have such magical powers." He shrugged.
"But...whenever I am in any grave danger, you always come to me, just like my guardian angel... See, even if I had stuck alone here, probably I would have died here in panic within now...
But being with you, I don't feel much scared now." She slowly leaned her head on his broad muscular shoulders and smiled with a wistful gaze.
William was gazing at the blue dim light which was providing minimal brightness to them in that dark enclosed elevator. His eyes looked glum while he was immersed in his dubious thoughts,
