After sometime Damon woke up fully refreshed. He checked the time and it had only been 5 hours. "I guess my body needs lesser time to recover now." He stretched a bit and washed his face and just like that he was good to do.
His body did not feel stiff or tensed. Perhaps because he was no longer using a gaming capsule, everything was different. It felt better.
Damon wanted to immediately jump into the game but there were some things he needed to take care of. He opened the door wondering which way he should go when unexpectedly his girl next door was once again standing right in front of his door.
"You could have knocked."
Sylvara gave a little smile. "I am sorry."
"Huh?" Damon’s jaw almost dropped on the ground.
"I am sorry for being an asshole to you and for misunderstanding you and for not supporting you." She blurted out one after the other.
Damon still looked confused. What the hell had gotten into her today.
"I saw how many orcs you cleared for us," she said, twisting a strand of her blonde hair around her finger. "I mean not for us I guess. For yourself probably. But thank you anyways. Without you we wouldn’t have survived. Ever since we started this mission, you have basically carried our entire team and we have been anything but grateful."
Damon blinked, momentarily thrown by her honesty. "Uh... are you feeling okay?" he asked, half-joking but half-serious.
Sylvara’s smile widened slightly, wry but genuine. "Yeah. Maybe for the first time in a long time." She took a deep breath, as if steadying herself. "I just wanted you to know that I appreciate it and that I’m sorry for doubting you. We’re all tangled up in something bigger than any of us. And... I’d like to stand beside you in it, not against you."
Damon tilted his head, studying her. "Alright," he said finally, a slow grin spreading across his face. "Apology accepted. I’m not the type to hold grudges. So let’s leave the past in the past." He reached out, ruffling her hair lightly before she could dodge away. "Now can you go back to being the Ice Queen that we all are scared of?"
Sylvara’s cheeks flushed a soft pink as she gaped in shock. She did not expect to be touched this way as if she was a little child. She quickly swatted the hand away. "What are you doing?!"
Damon laughed. "There you go. You are back already."
Sylvara let out a helpless sigh. "Why are you like this?"
Damon shrugged. He then started walking towards the next room. "Okay. I have to go now and show my face to my mom. Otherwise, she wouldn’t let me hear the end of it. See you later?"
Sylvara immediately called after him. "Hey! Wait. I actually came to talk to you about that. The patriarch has prepared the skill crystals for your family and friends. There are totally 10 in here, three more than you asked for." She handed over a bag to Damon.
"Wow. That’s generous of him." Damon quickly accepted it. He was not going to say no for a little something extra. But of course, there was always a tag attached to any freebie. "What do you want in return?"
Sylvara hesitated and then awkwardly answered. "The items that you have listed on auction house. Could you please cancel them? I would like to buy the whole lot directly." She shifted uncomfortably, twisting her hair around her finger again. "It’s a lot of gold, but the patriarch thinks they’re critical to our current plans. We’ll pay the current highest bid price plus a ten percent premium. We will also cover your cancellation fees for the auction house."
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