The extremely unpleasant Merida scoffed and stalked off after that, leaving me alone with the mace wielder and causing me to purse my lips as I wondered what was going to happen to me going forwards... and if there was something I could do right now to improve my odds of not being touched and certainly not dying.
"So..."
I tried to speak up only for the mace wielder to raise a brow at me, her gaze not as neutral as I had initially thought; there was a hunger there that didn't feel 'safe', something that was tinged with more than just the dark desires that Merida had acted upon.
Yet I just swallowed down my fear and asked "Is there a guarantee that I don't... y'know..? Or..?", which made her chuckle as she replied "Nah, not really. I think your Academy typically tries to rescue their own, right? That's about as good a guarantee as you're gonna get."
"Because I'll be the bargaining chip that you need to get out of here?"
"You are certainly a bargaining chip."
