CHAPTER 14

MILA

Mila's heart has never thudded so wildly as it did at the moment. No, it was not because she had just saved Arthur's life by killing at least ten men, but because of the way he was looking at her.

What was he thinking? Mila wondered as rain fell heavily around them. She took back her hands from his grip and wiped her face. He took another step back as the final marks of black mud - the one she always used to cover her face - washed away.

Was he enchanted too? Or was he immune like Rah? Mila had to test.

"Arthur," Mila spoke, "sit down."

Arthur looked confused. He stared at their surroundings, then stared at her. "Wet, isn't it? Why would I sit down?" he asked, puzzled.

"Because," Mila stressed, "I want you to sit down!"

Arthur looked at her, "Umm... that's a weird ask but okay!" and he bent on his knees and sat on his heels.

Mila's heart gave up. She too fell to the floor, tears mixing with rain drops. Arthur was not immune, it meant he was not... not...

"Hey," Arthur spoke as he