Viella's POV
"Damn! Can't you make some noise while walking or something?" I gasped, clutching my chest. "Before they even get a chance to kill me, I'm going to drop dead from a heart attack because of you, Lily!"
Lily just stood there with that stone Faced composure of hers. "I apologize, my lady. But don't worry, they can no longer harm you."
I narrowed my eyes, shifting my weight. "What do you mean?"
Instead of answering, Lily reached behind her back. With a slow motion, she pulled something out from the folds of her dark cloak.
My eyes nearly doubled in size. I froze, my breath hitching as I stared at the object in her hand.
"This..." I reached out, my fingers trembling. "This is the exact same dagger Viella drew in her dairy!"
Lily nodded, a small, rare spark of pride gleaming in her eyes. "It is the one, my lady."
"Is this why they were chasing you?!" I took it from her hand, feeling the weight of it.
