"Then what exactly was their problem?" I asked, guiding Bryelle through the grand corridors of the castle.
Bryelle, however, remained silent, her small frame nearly trembling in front of me. Her wide eyes were glazed with confusion, her lips parted as if frozen mid-thought.
"Bryelle," I called her name softly, my hand brushing against her neck in a light poke.
"Ah!" She gasped, recoiling like a startled deer.
"Don't yelp like that," I muttered.
"S–Sorry…" Bryelle whispered, bowing her head.
I glanced at her, my brows furrowing slightly. "So? What was their problem? Why were they bullying you? Did you do something to upset them?" I asked, though deep down, I doubted she would harm even the smallest insect from what I had seen so far.
"No… um, weren't you a little too far with them?"
Her words caught me off guard. Dumbfounded, I turned to face her fully. I went too far?
