"Do not worry, Miss Rachael. I am certain Fey will not fail. Although she is an S-tier, she possesses strength that could rival some S-tiers. We will be hearing good news coon."
Rachael turned towards Titus as he said this and she tried to give him a small smile of gratitude, but it only came out as a pained grimace as her torn wing twitched in pain from the stress. She stopped trying and just looked back down at the bed.
Titus easily noticed what had happened and sighed internally before turning to leave the room. At moments like these, it was best for Rachael to be alone.
"I shall not let any harm come to you, my lady. I swear it on my life."
Titus only said this before he left the room and shut the door, missing the quiet whisper that floated out from Rachael just before he left.
"What I have isn't a life worth protecting."
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