"Brother! Ah, I mean, brother, you are here?"
Amalia seemed to hide her excitement, not wishing Asura to see how she felt after spending a day training—she was vibrant with energy.
However, her body rushed to his side, betraying her sly thoughts. "You look so tattered! Did Master beat you for being a pervert?"
Asura could only show a wry smile. "How could she? I am a gentleman."
'Though she was more of a pervert, if we are honest.'
⁜ Sigurd POV
Sigurd indeed beat him with a ferocious onslaught after they recovered, but there was a change in her attitude and actions towards him. Sometimes, her hands would touch his cheeks, stroke him as he lay half-conscious and whisper she was sorry in a sweet voice while changing his robes and tending to his wounds.
