Chapter 158: 158
"As much fun as this evening has been . . . sadly I must make my leave . " Yuna announced standing up and straightening her clothes .
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"So soon? . . . " Ashley asked with a giant smile .
"Thank you Commander Paul and Commander Scarlet and everyone else for the fine evening . . . . but I can't have rumours spreading that I've spent the night with my House Leaders main rival . . . " She respectfully informed us .
"He considers me a rival? . . . I'm surprised I'm held in such high regard… . " Paul laughed and nodded to Yuna .
"Thank you Commander . . . . personally . . . . I think you'll cream him . " she smiled and made her exit .
"Ummm Yuna . . . " I said quickly catching up with her at the door .
"Yes Emilia? . . . " she smiled .
"Umm . . . . . Thank you for saving me . . . " I thanked her earnestly .
"No problems . . . it was my duty and my orders . . . . " She smiled .
"I am really thankful . . . . . You was ready to give your life up for a stranger you didn't even know . . . " I honestly said to her and began to tear up .
"Emilia . . . . . You are a student of Atlantis . . . . we're family now . . . . . Besides you was only holding me back, trying to protect you and fighting was cramping my style . " She joked and wiped away my initial tears . "You've got a strong soul and a good heart . . . . You'll do great things . " She smiled giving me a jab on the arm forcing me to laugh and smile a little . "Have a good evening . . . and know that each Atlantis student would have done the same . " She smiled and left the room .
I closed the door turning around seeing everyone getting along like one big family . . . like stopping a war and risking your lives was an everyday occurrence . . . . . Paul and Ashley exchanging things chatting away . . . Daisy and Scarlet seemingly having an eating competition . . . . . Sven and Jay undoubtedly having some sort of intellectual conversation . . . . and lastly Grace still debating with Helen what drink to get Travis . Paul looked at me noticing me standing at the door for a few seconds and began to wave for me to come over .
"Hey you alright? . . . " he asked as I walked over to him .
"Yeah just you know . . . the whole thing is so overwhelming . . . . and crazy . . . . just a few weeks ago I was an ordinary person . . . " I said to him taking a seat on the floor leaning my back on the wheels of his wheel chair .
"I know what you mean . . . . . I felt the same when I first left Earth . . . " He said giving me his hand to hold .
"You're hands are still smooth and girly . . . " I joked feeling his hands with the both of mind… . "They really haven't changed at all…" I said quickly holding his hand tightly as he tried to pull it away .
" . . . . . I am really sorry you got caught up in all this . . . " He apologised to me softly .
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"It's kind of my fault for trying to protect the refugees . . . " I admitted to him .
"You did the right thing . . . . " He replied I could tell he was smiling proudly at me .
"So if I was to go home . . . . . I can't utter a word to anyone? . . . " I asked him wondering .
"It is best not to . . . . " Paul answered .
"Why? What will happen? . . . . " I asked curiously . . . .
I'm not sure about the other worlds . . . . but on ours . . . . there is a rich and powerful secret organisation that safe guards the secrets of Magic in our world . . . " Paul answered .
"Like the Illuminati? . . " I joked like what he said was absolutely preposterous .
"Yeah pretty much… . Don't cross them . . . . . " he answered sounding a little serious .
"Wait what… . For real? . . . How do you know about them then? . . . " I asked in complete shock unsure if he was joking .
"Let's just say . . . . your ex-fiancé told me . . . . . " He replied .
"Wait who? . . . . " I asked looking up at him trying to wonder who on earth he was talking about, and he just looked down at me urging me to remember . "Wait . . . . Raj? . . . " I questioned him in shock after thinking about it . . . . . "Paul… . . He's not my ex-fiancé . . . " I said to him in a serious tone .
"I know . . . . . But you guys were arranged to get married . . . you parents had it planned since like birth… . " He replied .
I slapped away his hand, "I would probably be happy living in Dubai enjoying the sun and sand… instead I'm here… almost died… . . And paralyzed . . . . bullied by a princess… . shimmering panthers that can make an illusion of itself… . . alost crushed to death bodies… what else… . Ohh yeah and to top it all off gutted like a fish by a very friendly a Dark Elf off… . " I said to him in spite .
"I'm really sorry… . . I just know he's not right for you… . . " he said in a very saddened tone .
"How do you even know . . . . you never even met him . . . . " I asked questioning his judgment .
"Trust me . . . . . He isn't . . . . " He pleaded . . . . . . .
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"Ohh and you was better? . . . . . Breaking my arrange marriage . . . . making my parents disown me . . . . being a meat eater . . . and someone who rejects faith . . . . " I joked to him knowing if I went back in time I would always pick him again in a heartbeat .
" . . . . . . . . I am sorry for everything . . . . . I'll make it all right… . . . . Once I'm back to normal… . " He apologised earnestly .
"It's okay . . I was only joking… . I'm sure in ever universe there is out there… I will always pick you…" I smiled .
"Maybe . . . . when we get back home for holiday . . . . . You can ask Raj and he will tell you everything? . . . " He suggested .
"Why can't you just tell me?? . . " I questioned .
"I made a promise to him and your family I can't speak a word of it to you… . " He explained… . .
"You and your stupid rule . " I sighed but it was quite reassuring that he never breaks a promise .
"Promises are law . " He said to me looking down at me with a smile .
"Are there any more secrets that you keep from me? . . . " I questioned .
"I'm sorry I can't be completely open to you . . . . there are things I cannot say even if I wish to . . . . " He answered .
"It's okay . . . I know you're a good person despite annihilating hundreds of dark Elves . " I said to him .
"I spared many . . . . like I explained before . . . . Dark Elves cannot be reasoned with . . . I needed to make them fear Atlantis . . . . " He explained .
"So what would happen now? . . . " I asked .
"I recover in week . . . Convene with the council of the city . . . . . Negotiate terms on how much I need to pay for in repairs . . . . . . " He sighed .
"Wait you saved everyone . . . and then you need to pay for repairs? . . . " I asked in shock .
"Yes . . . . Atlantis is a separate entity . . . . the state will not pay for the repairs . . . so the city will need to pay for the repairs themselves . . . . and Atlantis . . . . ergo me . . . " He replied .
"But if you didn't intervene they would have lost the city . . . . " I argued against his decision .
"But that is not what happened . . . so I need to bear the burden . " He replied .
"What would have happened if you didn't intervene? . . . " I questioned .
"Well . . . . . Sadly I was kept behind to defend Atlantis . . . . . . so once the word reaches me that defences and Atlantis was overrun . . . I would have arrived much later . . . . there would have been innumerable casualties . . . and well I would have been forced to use something more devastating . . . . He answered . . . . "Then that would be the spark that would eventually start an endless flame . . . . The Dark Elves would see Arcadia as weak . . . . and will constantly pillage and kidnap innocent people in small skirmish raids all over the region . " He explained .
"So in the end through sheer luck the best thing happened? . . " I asked .
"Yes . . . . the series of events did result in the best outcome . " He smiled .
"Paul . . . " I questioned him wondering I should tell him about my vision .
"Yes Emilia? . . . . " he said in a very caring tone .
" . . . . . . . . . . . Can you try to stay alive? . . . " I pleaded ultimately choosing not reveal my vision to him .
"Like I said . . . . . Now that you're here . . . . I won't be so reckless . . . " He answered in a sincere truthful tone .
"Promise? . . . " I asked him knowing that he will never break a promise .
" . . . . . . I promise I'll try and stay alive . " he chuckled .
"I'm serious!!! Promise me you'll stay alive . " I asked him .
"Emilia . . . . As strong as I am . . . . even I don't possess immortality . . . . I will die eventually . . . . " He replied chuckling a little .
"I just don't want to wake up one day to hear you died on a mission or doing something crazy . . . . " I said trying to prevent the vision shown to me .
"I'll make the promise again . . . I promise I won't throw away my life stupidly . " He promised smiling
"Okay . . . . " I smiled feeling a little more relieved .
"Are you okay? . . " He asked me .
"Yeah why? . . . " I questioned .
"You seem a bit off . . . " He questioned .
" . . . . . . . I Think I'm okay . . . . . " I answered him .
"I'm here for a week at the least . . . . . If you need me for any reason let me know okay? . . . " He requested .
"Yes . . . " I answered him .
"I know you hate the thought of being a burden and find it hard to ask other for help . . . . . But trust me . . . . talk to me . . Or at least Scarlet . . . . at least okay? . . . " He requested .
"I'll try . . . " I answered .
"As long as you try . . . " He smiled .
"I'm happy to see you're doing well here . " I admitted to him .
"Well . . . . . Maybe if I take my money reputation and title with me back home maybe your parents might see me as a real person and a legitimate suitor . " He chuckled .
"Don't be like that . . . . they are just stuck in their old ways . . . . . " I pulled his finger making him jolt in pain . "They are still my family you know . . . . " I added .
"The measure of a man is not based on his fame, fortune, name or religion . . . It's his heart that is most important . . . . " he said as if cursing them and their way of thinking .
"Sadly… . Our difference in race and culture is also a big problem to them… . . I confessed to him… . . "But all that didn't matter at the time . . . that's why I picked you . . . . . " I replied to him, I could feel his hand holding more tightly not wanting to let it go .
" . . . . . . . . I'm sorry for hurting you . . . . " He apologised in a hushed tone .
"I know . . . . " I said squeezing his hand back .
"I'll make it up to you . . . " He said with a smile .