Amalda clapped her hands across her face, as if she finally remembered who he was. Eric felt inwardly relieved as he looked at her.
He had gathered his courage to visit the Supreme Deity’s mansion.
It was good enough that he was guided to the parlor, but he was taken aback when he saw the expression on her face when they finally met.
‘Don’t tell me you forgot?’
She had looked at him dubiously, as if trying to remember who he was, but it only lasted for a short while.
She soon beamed at him amiably after exchanging a few words.
“I’m sorry, it’s not like I forgot, but…Your presence changed a bit since the last time we met, so…”
“No, it’s fine.”
Amalda looked at him apologetically with upturned eyes, so Eric shook his head.
Presence changed — was what he was told, but he didn’t feel bad about it.
That’s because he did prepare himself for this day.
He carefully scrutinized his clothes so that they’d be perfect, and he also took his time fixing his hair.
Just how many hours did he spend worrying and choosing his accessories and perfume — he didn’t even do this when he went with Eleanor to the ball.
Amalda only met him once before, and yet she noticed this change immediately, so he was naturally happy.
He thought that she had been paying him attention, so he unconsciously grinned, too.
“Rather than that, may I request that you refrain from addressing me as “Eric-sama”? Amalda-sama, you’re the Saintess of the Supreme God, so for you to call me so formally makes me feel uncomfortable.”
“Oh dear! It’s unfair for Nor-chan if I called you so intimately! You’re engaged, aren’t you?”
His face stiffened the moment Amalda uttered the word “Nor”.
His chest felt stuffy as he sat on his chair inside the parlor, and he clenched his fists.
“You don’t have to feel bad about a person like that.”
The face that he didn’t want to recall appeared in his mind. Eric’s voice shook.
It was necessary for them, but just the mere thought of meeting her made him nauseous.
He must’ve lost his mind, getting engaged to Eleanor — that wench —even if it was only for a period of time.
He gritted his teeth. When he tried to reign in his anger as he looked up, Amalda was tilting her neck as she met his eyes.
Her puzzled expression stirred his heart excessively.
‘Amalda-sama, you’re still thinking of Nor as your friend.’
She still called her “Nor-chan” affectionately, and was still paying attention to that wench.
Eleanor had been taking advantage of her innocence, so he couldn’t understand, for the life of him, just how his mother and father could continue allowing Eleanor to deceive them.
“I am no longer engaged to Eleanor.”
He inhaled once as if trying to calm his nerves, then he quietly muttered those words.
Afterward, he then gazed at Amalda with blazing eyes filled with determination.
“I came today to talk to Amalda-sama about this matter — in order to put a stop on that woman’s foul plan.”
He had to protect this pure Saintess.
With his own hands, with all he got.
______ T/N: Changing Noa to Nor, sorry guys! It’s been a while since I tled this, and I can’t help but cringe with my name tls (not my strong point, you seee XD)
Scum fiance just scram. X(
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