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Spellbound
2/ Introduction
Ami highly expected the woman to run away after letting her know she was free to do as she pleased. If the woman wanted to go out in the storm then that was her problem. Not Ami's. But, to the Goddess's amusement (and a certain blue haired maiden's dismay), once Ami finished running the bathe and returned to her plain bedroom, she found the woman on her bed staring out the window. The same fear paled her complexion and a hand faintly brushed against her neck. A look of contemplation and worry glimmered in her window reflection.
Tilting her head, Ami pushed the door, making a slight creak sound and as a response, the woman flinched and snatched her hand down, looking toward her, "The bath is ready. I'll let you borrow a dress of mine," Ami sauntered to a wooden dresser and pulled out a light blue plain dress. The woman crept off the bed, flinching again when her feet touched the floor, and stared at Ami with an unreadable expression.
Ami glanced at the foot that the woman barely put any pressure on. She hadn't noticed how swollen it looked, but she would take care of it later. Draping the dress over her arm, Ami motioned for the woman to follow her out into the hallway and led her to a small bathroom. Handing her the dress, the woman walked into the bathroom, but paused.
"Is there something wrong?" Ami's voice sounded strain, as if she were irritated.
The woman shook her head and closed the door. Ami snorted. She walked away and headed to the kitchen. While preparing some vegetable soup, Ami's eyes gazed into the curtain drawn window, looking through her reflection, to the storm outside. She could make out the faint outlines of the country capital. Ami was a loner and so, she lived on the outskirts of Deimos, the capital of the Country of Ravens.
Looking away, Ami finished preparing the soup—enough for two people—and poured an equal amount into two bowls. She didn't have to turn around to know that the woman finished her bath. The soft sounds her bare feet made alerted her to it. Ami swiftly picked up the two bowls and set them on opposite ends of the table (she only had two chairs, each at the head of the table). Choosing to ignore the woman, she sat down and began eating.
Eventually, the woman sat down, her eyes staring at the soup, "It's not poisoned," Ami muttered as the woman furrowed her eyebrows.
Taking her word for it, the woman took a sip," Thank…thank you," the woman whispered. Ami tilted her head, watching the frail woman devour the soup.
"Ah, so you do talk. I was beginning to think you were mute."
The woman froze, "I'm sorry…I…"
Annoyed, Ami sighed, "Forget it. At least tell me your name."
The woman, again, contemplated, but gave in, "My name is Minako," she muttered with slight bitterness.
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