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I watched as he folded his hand behind, turning to face the same direction as me.
"Just like he said, you are daring," Alaric yet again broke the awkward silence, I wanted to know what the devil spoke to him about me. Curious, I smiled.
"You guys must talk a lot," I chuckled, leading the way to the hallway specially decorated with ancient and famous artwork, almost like walking into a museum. I don't know why I chose the hallway to show him but something tells me he would love art.
"We do talk a lot, he is my best friend," Something about them being best friends made sense, their Aura is almost the same, intimidating and frightening almost. Just something about Alaric seems Icy.
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