The girl had nowhere else to go. Only back to the follower of light was her shelter. Every part of her could say no but she knew she could only rely that he would be there.

In front of her, the blonde man stared back with one charming smile.

You tried. Again. You failed. Again.

Knowing that she drugged him did not let a scent of anger from him. Only that he was disappointed she did not try harder to take her traces away.

The girl tried to speak with blood dripping from her hands. Her eyes, drenched from the sweat, bangs stuck on her forehead. But the man’s eyes drew back to her hair at the braid, which was decorated with blue.

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Next to the man walked a snaky woman with blood for lips and fox eyes.

The girl panted and looked back at the piercing man. Spirits how much power this man could hold now?

She took one deep breath, trying to think the right words but the man drew her inside.

She could think what lesson she could learn from him tonight. What punishment awaited? But the girl took out the ribbon.A sign of pure kindness. A slight smile appeared in her mind.

And the man seemed to notice a rather strange change. He almost laughed from pity.

Over and over again. He once said. Next time. She thought.

But this was different as she announced to both the man of light and the snake that Lord Death collected tonight’s pay. And all the ghosts were gone.