“You do not mean that.”
“I do.”
“Milady?”
“Aniya,” she corrected him.
“Milady.” Surprise was still evident in his eyes, a glimmer of doubt too, like he just couldn't believe this was happening, like he felt that his eyes and mind were playing a trick on him.
“Aniya,” she pointed to herself, then to him, “Syon. It is that simple. Friends.”
He stared blankly at her for a moment, then finally, he smiled, nodding enthusiastically. “I like it. I like it very much.” He interlocked his fingers, letting them go the next second. “By the Moon, I don't know what to do now. How must I behave now?”
She chuckled, understanding how he felt. She had been nervous like this when Zesika extended a hand of friendship to her.
“We are friends. Just act the way you've been acting. I like you the way you are.”
“I don't know why it is suddenly so hard.”
