"Vyrion ..." Corale called him—begging not to cause the scene any further.
Vyrion was still really thirsty, Corale's voice made him realize they were in a public place. Holding back all his ego, he removed Victor's hand from his collar with ease, We're going home."
*****
On their way towards the castle, Vyrion started a small conversation, interested in talking about Victor to be exact.
Corale hopes Vyrion chats with her, but when it comes to Victor it will only open her old wounds. She doesn't want that and chose to ignore him, and quickened her light footsteps.
She hoped Vyrion would understand she refused to tell.
"I guess he's your enemy then," Vyrion summed up Corale's silence, "I can destroy him if you want."
Corale's footsteps stopped hearing him, "Vyrion, please stop. You have no idea how strong he is," she says glumly, "I don't want you to get hurt because of me."
Already enough of her loved ones in France became Victor's victims, she did not want to increase another victim.
"Huh," Vyrion let out a breath, "he wishes," he says sarcastically.
"Vyrion ..." Corale turned around, showing an expression she not joking around now, "don't underestimate him."
"Don't underestimate me," Vyrion defended himself, twisting Corale's words with a hint of irritation, "you don't know me."
"Because you won't let me," Corale answered without realizing letting out what she had felt while hearing him say he didn't care about her—
She closed her mouth.
Oh, God ...
There she said it.
Corale looked down embarrassed. Now he knew she wanted to know him more deeply.
"..."
Vyrion falls silent. He had no real reason to be around Corale, and he never liked having to 'fake' himself to be accepted by others, "My point is, just wish, and I'll grant it."
"Thanks, but no thanks," Corale refused to ask for help.
"Figures. You don't want to accept because you're moving out of here too."
"Eh?"
How could Vyrion conclude that?
"Wouldn't it be better if you lived in a college dorm rather than here?" Vyrion asked.
It's true, but ...
Vyrion knew her feelings now, but he still wanted to stay away from her?
"You hate me that much?" Corale says without hiding her pain.
Vyrion admitted it was true, at first, then they spent time together today, he had other views towards Corale, but in the end, pushed him away. What can he do? Apart from accepting what she decided, "Isn't this best for you?" he asked in a calm and confused tone at the same time.
"Best for me ...?" Corale clenched her fists in front of her chest in frustration, "or is best for you?"
"This is a win-win situation," Vyrion says without understanding what Corale was talking about.
Corale looked at Vyrion in frustration. She wanted to argue more, make him realize he always misunderstood her words, but she held back all that considering what he said when there was Gabriel, "I think I understand, why my father didn't live here."
Vyrion just looked away, then he heard footsteps running loudly then slowly faintly, and ended by the sound of a door.
Corale left.
Vyrion tilted his head to stare at Corale's tightly closed bedroom door.
"You don't understand a person's feelings at all, Lord Vyrion."
There is another lecture coming to him.
"You don't know the problem," Vyrion tried to shorten the conversation, "I said what she wanted, Vega."
Vega doubted it, "I see otherwise," she said, "I'm not going make this big deal, I'm just asking you to remember our promise, Lord Vyrion." With that, she went to her room as well.
Vyrion folded his arms across his chest.
Why does everyone think it's wrong? That his choice was wrong?
Vyrion raised his hand, and teleported to his quiet room, only the soft sound of the white curtains moving in the afternoon breeze.
"..."
Vyrion stepped onto the balcony, going about his usual routine, looking up at the orange sky, this time his ruby eyes were not cold but empty.
Thinking deeply about what has he done ...
*****
Corale spends her time in the bedroom until the night, refusing to go out, avoiding her heart more aching when she meets Vyrion. She moved here and there on the big bed with white sheets, the softness of the satin touching her body still unable to calm her chaotic mind.
'What should I do ...?'
Corale turned around for who knows how many times.
'Vyrion has every right to say that. I can't control his life, who he wants to be friends with.'
The same thing happened to her friends who started to stay away from her.
And finally she accepts having no more friends ...
Corale snuggled up to her knees.
That is not true ...
She was forced to accept it because her family did not have the power like Victor's family.
Why is it always her?
Corale asked herself.
'Perhaps I am destined not to have many friends.'
And Vyrion is not included in it.
Corale got out of bed, started putting on her nightgown. She couldn't calm down, there was only one place to distract her right now.
'I wonder if I can sit on the roof ...?'
Corale opened the door so her head could pop out to check the situation.
Quiet ...
No one.
Corale sneaked out onto the third floor.
Vega hasn't taken a tour to the third floor yet, but ...
Corale gasped in amazement to find out that on the third floor there was a rectangular outdoor swimming pool with a golden lion-shaped fountain statue, "I guess this is a comfortable floor?" Because as far as her eye can see, there is no bedroom at all.
Swimming pool, library room, and theater room for watching movies.
Corale looked left and right to check around her.
Still no one here.
Seeing a swimming pool this big, for some reason Corale wanted to swim, she hadn't done it in a long time even forgot what it felt like.
'But I didn't bring a swimsuit.'
Maybe it's okay to wear her underwear?
Corale hesitated for a moment, thinking deeply about doing it before she finally took off her clothes as well. The warm air of the room immediately greeted her exposed skin. She put her clothes on the nearest chair, then sat at the end of the pool while humming to play with her feet in the clear water.
Really relaxing ...
"I thought you were asleep."
A deep voice filled Corale's ears causing her to gasp, unfortunately not only that, she lost her balance and fell into the pool, which turned out to be much deeper than she thought, "Vyrion ...!?" She was shocked to find he has not slept yet, and again only wearing an only towel around his waist.
Towel ...
What ...