Chapter 709

• Yosepha looked back to her, face stern and hard. The angel always had a stern look, but ever since the incident, Mia had snuck a few peeks of her looking sad, vulnerable, and even scared. No matter how much Mia tried to connect with her the past few days, Yosepha avoided her, refused to make eye contact, refused to talk to her. And for some reason Mia couldn't even begin to understand, the angel seemed more comfortable being open with Romakus. Every night when the group found a hole to sleep in, Yosepha sat with Romakus, and the demon held her with his wing.
• He protected her.
• "What? Cold feet?" Romakus asked, and he turned enough to look back at her as he walked toward the swamp below. "Bit late now."