So much to think about. After talking to Angelia well into the night, Elio was pacing back and forth in his quarters. His legs were still a bit shaky, so he unfurled his wings and continued, flying.
To think Sophie had done all that. That she'd made the effort to find where he was taken, and when she and her friends - his friends, too? - couldn't rescue him on their own, they came all this way to track down Angelia and Charle. And then they went on to save the Desert Kingdom! And broker an alliance between the two kingdoms!
Yet he couldn't remember anything after that night with the circus and Rune and Sanchez, everyone dreaming of the future while he was bent on unravelling his past.
That same night, Sophie had expressed feelings for him. He hadn't thought about her that way, yet something about her revelation felt sacred. And truth be told, it scared him. It wasn't like those Rune Academy girls, throwing themselves at him because he was high-status and supposedly good-looking. The circus didn't know any of that; they were willing to accept him, just because. When his own father didn't find him worthy! How could he drag the circus into his mess? Should he even be staying with them, when he knew he was being hunted?
He'd needed to clear his head. So he stepped outside for a walk. But wandering lost in thought, he'd let down his guard. And that must have been when Devious' forces swooped in.
Now as he flew back and forth in his room, he was watching the road from the window. Weren't the soldiers back yet? It felt like they were never going to get back. He needed to know that Sophie would be okay.
Mostly he couldn't get over the fact that she hadn't written him off. Even after I turned her down, she still thought I was worth saving. In contrast with his father, who had brushed him off like a pesky fly - after Elio had risked a death penalty to save him.