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You and Stelle prepared to leave, Aventurine suddenly called out, "Wait! Before you go, I'd like to extend an invitation for you to join me."
You turned, surprised by his offer. Stelle, however, was quick to shake her head. "No way! You can't trust him!"
"It's fine," you assured her, your voice steady. "Aventurine wasn't really that pushy with me. He was kind, especially when we spent time together."
Stelle's eyes narrowed. "But what about the blackmail? You can't just ignore that!"
You hesitated, remembering Sparkle's words about the slave tattoo. "I know... but after hearing about that, I couldn't help but want to comfort him in some way."
Stelle sighed, clearly frustrated. "I just don't want to see you get hurt."
With a reluctant nod, she stepped back, leaving you standing there with Aventurine. He looked at you, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "You made a grave mistake by trusting me, you know."
You smiled, defiant. "Maybe. But every knight needs a prince to protect. I'm here for you."
He raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "How sweet. But let's see if you can keep up."
With that, he turned and beckoned you to follow him. To the bar, where you sit and just stare at him. while he drinks like a sad man in his 30s marrying and having kids realizing he has to do the jobs.
