Chapter 67
[A/N: I wanna see what you painted, Nia. Tomorrow's the last day of my training. Monday se firse ganda job shuru. Now, I feel obligated to tell you guys that there won't be any kind of updates from 10th June to 22nd June. That's because I am not gonna be in India during that period. And the last thing I want to do on my first vacation in two years in 'type' on a laptop. So I hope you guys understand. Apart from that, you guys have been immensely supportive of my works, and never fail to comment, so I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart. If I could personally come and hug each one of you, I would do it. J]
See, that was the reason why they should be left unconscious. Here she was, feeling triumphant for a second at managing to keep him moving and breathing. And here he was, asking questions again.
She sighed, of course, what was the point in lying? He knew more, and from the looks of it, he would only get to know more in a few days.
"They... They emit a distinct scent. It tells me that they are the ones..." She replied.
He gulped. It was scary to ask her all this. But it was impossible not to. He wanted to know. Hell, it was eating him inside.
"And how do they recognize you?" He asked again.
"Recognize? My Precious, have you recognized me?" She asked, incredulity dripping from her face.
He sighed. So, she wouldn't answer this one then. But then, he thought over her question for a minute. Had he? Did he know what she was?
The answer was pretty simple, No. Maybe that's what she wanted to hear. He hoped that she would answer if he answered her truly too.
"No. I haven't. Am I supposed to?" He asked.
And she laughed. That chiming distinct laugh that she had.
"Are you implying that you are going to die, My Precious?" She asked.
He gulped. He hadn't thought like that before that question, but right now he did.
"Am I?"
"You are not the one assigned to me My Precious. You'll die, but then, all of you mortals will one day, right?" She replied serenely, as if stating the weather.