Still, Damien couldn't help but feel uneasy about being "befriended" by such a dangerous creature.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
He sighed in surrender.
...
That was at lunch.
Now, it was deep into the night, and the mansion was quiet as everyone slept.
Theo had mentioned he'd be staying in his room tonight to catch up on work. Damien had also convinced Leonide and the others to head back for the night.
So he sat alone in his room, waiting for his visitor.
He waited… and waited. The appointed time had long since passed, yet there was no sign of anyone arriving.
What on earth was that elf doing?
Just as he was about to give up and go to bed, the door to his bedroom opened quietly.
The door opened... or so it seemed.
…Actually, it hadn't really opened at all.
It was cracked open a few centimeters, yes, but it didn't look like it would open any further.
