Inspecting Emilia narrowly, Beatrice seemed to grow angrier by her glare intensifying. I'll never forgive it even if Subaru lost all memory of those lives they had taken from him." "No," Emilia almost scathingly whispered as her expression contorted to a disgusted glare, "No, no! Don't make this look like I'm forgiving Rem and Ram for what they had done. "Wha…"Įmilia's eyes widened as she caught on to what Beatrice eluded to. The candidate seemed to flinch at the coldness in tone. The silver-haired princess was on her knees in front of Beatrice's seat, oddly still able to tower an inch over the blonde.īeatrice seemed to grow angrier at Emilia's serious look, "Then tell me, Emilia. He's the one person to tell me they loved me and mean it." Emilia had cut the spirit off along with removing herself from the hug. I-I think we both need this."īeatrice's eyes narrowed with Emilia's statement, "Betty's feeling nothing but what she should, in fact.
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"Can I just." Emilia stuttered from above the little girl, her silver bell voice cracked once she continued, ". "What's the meaning of this, I wonder?" The spirit asked in a hoarse weakened voice, unable to move away from the endearingly tight hug from the princess. She quickly stood up and worked through her stiff muscles, her steps on the carpet made her light-headed because of how much time she spent immobile.įoregoing the little bit of nausea that hit her, Emilia was more than happy to stop her very short walk and kneel so she could take the blonde loli in her arms. Beatrice was holding Subaru's hand and staring at it with the most miserable look one could find on an adorable girl's face.Įmilia's thoughts stopped abruptly as an idea hit her.Īll of a sudden, the half-elf seemed to have hope in her eyes as her spirit was brought back. She can see the guilt in the little one's eyes. The ornate dress she elegantly wore was wrinkled and had bend marks that ruined its charm.īut Emilia's heart didn't break just because of a few visible signs of the little girl's sadness. Her drill twin tails were unfolding with each second. Beatrice's cheeks held dried lines that were visible even in the dimly lit darkness of the room. The silver-haired girl finally seemed to take in the shape of the little spirit sitting opposite her side.Įmilia frowned deeply at the spirit's no longer elegant or composed state. "Beatrice… " Emilia finally broke out of her reservation.
"He's desperate for relief, in fact," she whispered as she let the warmth overtake her. "Forgive Betty I suppose," Beatrice muttered as she hugged Subaru's arm, rubbing the spots she would see him scra-īeatrice understood why he does what he does at night. Rubbing a certain spot that was the subject of many arguments she had with him for many nights. While the half-elf was shocked to the core by her guilt, a certain spirit girl was more content to just hug her contractor's arm tightly. "No one would have foreseen this, I suppose." Words can not describe Emilia's horror at this shocking fact, nor her heartbreak that her knight lived with that fact hanging over him this whole time. "He killed himself… And he can't even tell me about it… Oh, Subaru."Įmilia's eyes remained closed once she realized that the darkness of the screen uncomfortably resembled the shadow world she witnessed her knight be tortured in. Emilia was effectively holding the hand of a corpse if not for the warmth she felt when squeezing it. The boy's sleeping form beside her was inactive to this gesture of comfort. She sobbed into her palm, her other hand kept a grip not so tight on another. "Because I brought him with me? Because I just wanted to have a friend in that lonely mansion… Subaru was hurt that much?" Emilia, the silver-haired half-elf that possessed tear stains on her cheeks and an expression of pure disbelief and horror, faltered to keep her voice from breaking. One such occupant whispered, brokenly, while staring at the empty void of the dark window. It was more to do with the sheer emotions of regret and disgust that were emitted from many of the occupants. This wasn't due to an actual flaw in the faculty of the great room, no. The entire atmosphere held an aura of muck that disgusted half of the audience in the theater. The air inside of the room was dirty in a sense. The theater's audience was looking at the dark screen with varied reactions.
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