#oultima

Amelia's eyes widened, her body tense as she felt a chill up her spine. There was a familiar tingle in her chest, yet it was also foreign. She slowly turned to the man who spoke, clutching her cloak in order to feel some sense of comfort.

Only few people would know who she really was, that much she was aware of. It was true that Dominants could sense each other, could sense their life essence. However, Amelia could feel only fear, her heart racing as the sensation threatened to overtake her. She forced herself to take a deep breath.

Joshua woke with a start, feeling his chest ache in a way it hasn't in quite some time. Though the influence and real danger he once had with that area was long gone, he would still get pangs of intense strain. It was like he could feel that same power trying to wrap around his throat, and he'd remember that it wasn't an issue anymore.

Yet, the small bout of anxiety would remain, wondering if the healing Clive had done to him had actually fully cleansed him of that 'God's' hold over his soul. So, for now he felt the need to go for a stroll out past the castle grounds, making sure to wear the appropriate attire, fancy cloaks and formal skirts to keep him warm in the cool night.

His stride was slow and measured, making sure to count the steps he took so as to distract his mind as he went deeper into the forest. The duties of being Rosaria's Archduke were quite heavy, but he had the likes of Clive and others to help him along the way. That, and the teachings from his Father were still so embedded into his head. He'd not let anyone down, or so he would hope; a little wish of his, and he swore to keep it.

𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 @oultima