Chrysalis

Chapter 1288

Not being able to see the woman who stole your heart was, to be blunt, the plops. Now, it wouldn’t have done Isaac’s reputation any good if he’d been seen to be pining, a man had to maintain a certain level of respect amongst his fellow troops, after all.

Yet, deep down, underneath the bluster, the cheer, the jokes and needling, Isaac could admit it to himself. He’d been pining harder than a rustic furniture store.

What was it about Morrelia that captured his mind, body and soul? Was it the spirited, almost enraged glint in her eyes? Was it the soft curl in her short-cut hair? Or was it the intense sensation of her fist slamming into his gut? Who could say? Certainly not Isaac. Yet, when she strode out to fight Anthony, covered in thick plates of armour, he had instantly known it was her, and his heart had soared in his chest.

Now, he knelt down on one knee, gazing up at her with what he hoped wasn’t too fawning a look.

He needed to play it cool, after all. As cool as the burning flames of his passion would let him. Slowly, those gauntleted hands came up and removed the helmet, letting it hang off her hip.

And there she was.

Dark hair. Piercing eyes. Uneasy, somewhat disgusted expression.

“Isaac. What in the name of… what are you doing down here?”

There was some chatter from the stands to his left, but Isaac paid it no mind. The Legion were sitting over there, and they surely had other things on their mind than disturbing this reunion.

Doing his best to remain casual, Isaac shrugged, then realised it looked silly to shrug while kneeling, so he stood, balanced himself, then casually shrugged once more.

“Oh, you know. I thought if I kept following the big fellow around, then I might catch up with you again one day. How’ve you been? It’s nice to see you again.”

Morrelia planted her face in her palm and slowly shook her head. Probably shocked at the depths of his dedication.

“You really came all the way down here just in case you saw me again? You don’t even know me!”

feel about you,” Isaac declared, leaning close. “I know how incredible you are. If you give me

He winked, smoothly.

any lunch plans? I know a place where we can

the ground, an ant raced from the stands like a flash. When he landed,

narrative is not rightfully

~~~

gasped, looking down at

[What? No. He’s fine.]

in the chin! I’m surprised his

but you

he landed

he’s even sitting in a

themselves be saddled.

of the ant cavalry. You really think one punch

looks a little relieved, though she

still has

he’s unconscious for sure. Cavalant is the one keeping him

job, Cavalant.

more trouble than it’s

You better take him back and get

“Fine.”

back, she turns and makes her way out of the arena. Morrelia slumps, running a hand through her

can’t believe he hasn’t changed since

are weirdly stubborn,] I advise sagely. [Hey, quick question, why are

[They better not be….]

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