A Fugitive In New Florence

"Very well, Lucy. I'll have to thank you for saving me again. It's funny how little we know each other, yet you've helped me so much. I'll leave you to your training and return to the city."

Lucy's heart twisted, and her body shivered too.

She wanted Luke to leave the castle, but she didn't want him to leave yet, too. She liked having him around, even if being around him made her nervous.

Maybe one last effort could keep him another night.

Her father had already done the worst by telling Luke that she liked him. What more could she lose now?

"What if the Bureau arrests you again? You're at the top of the leaderboard by a big margin. You should rest today. I am too..."

Luke turned around with a smirk.

"That makes two of us, Lucy! I'm not fighting today."

Lucy noticed she had stretched out her hand as if calling him back like he was a Messiah. She wished the ground would open and swallow her again.