Sakuramoria

- All I can offer now is coldness, - she said through gritted teeth. Despite her feigned hostility, her true emotions in this situation were fear and helplessness. What she had seen in her dreams for several weeks felt like part of some theatrical performance, as if the events were happening to someone else. Now, in a real situation, with a clear mind, face to face with the terrifying old man, her only desire was to run, to anywhere, as far away as possible. Or maybe play along - pretend to reluctantly agree and stab him in the ear? It was quite possible that a better opportunity for this would not arise again. But for some reason, for the first time in her life, fear prevented her from doing so.