#AfterThat?

Unanswered

Before I knew it, there were hot tears of anger and confusion streaming fast down my cheeks even as I continued to give Nitor an icy glare, demanding for answers. Just then, a majestic woman walked in with a look that clearly commanded but she had a gentle touch of feminine aura. Wearing a simplistic yet elegant brown gown that reminded me a lot of a show set in the medieval era, she had her curly chocolate hair tied up in a neat bun, with a few strands falling on the outline of her face, which perfectly matched her strict and grim, but motherly, smile.

"Nitor, please, don't just stand there because it's really starting to-", my screaming tantrum was cut by that firm voice of hers that sends sparks inside me to this date.

Upon sighting my reactions, he understood that she had entered, Nitor turned around, gave a graceful bow, kissed her hand and stepped aside, letting her take charge of the situation. I filled up with anger that I had never known so strongly before, thanks to me being a teen who hissed at sunlight. The anger of betrayal. My for-sure now bloodshot eyes followed him as he stepped aside, letting the woman face me.

As I still glared at Nitor even as he stared into space, expressionless, the lady's voice started off.

"I must beg your pardon, dear, for all the inconvenience you had to go through today. It is my humble request that you might allow me to send along with you an escort to assure the safety of your travel back to your surroundings."

It was as if I was hypnotized by her voice because as I still looked at Nitor, I had let her complete her sentence, after taking in every word she had just said. My heavy and quick angered breaths had started to pace down until I was breathing deeply and slowly. Then I turned my head towards her as slow as I humanly could, dared to look her in the eyes and spoke.

"Inconvenience? YOU DISPLACED ME FROM MY PERFECT LIFE AND I KNOW YOU HAD SOME RESPONSIBILITY IN LANDING ME IN THAT STUPID PRISON!", all my progress in trying to be calm so far was a lost cause.

"I understand you being upset and I definitely agree that I am majorly responsible for you being trapped in a place that you were never supposed to know of. I should have chosen better testers, testers who weren't too... careless", she said, throwing a glance at Nitor, at which he hung his head down in shame, a muscle twitched near his temple as if he was furious with himself.

I couldn't believe she was blaming Nitor. Now I wasn't angry anymore, I was all tensed up and nervous. I hope I haven't put Nitor in trouble. When I opened my mouth, panic screamed.

"No, it wasn't Nitor's fault. You really shouldn't blame him. It was I, who got too friendly and if anyone is to blame, it is me."

She continued as if she hadn't heard me, "Now it is time for you to leave with your escort tester."

She turned to Nitor and commanded, "You have got one more chance", she held up her index finger, "to prove your worth. Use it wisely." She had a stately gait, I noticed, as she walked away, her back faced towards me, not once turning back once to see if I had come to my senses yet. She was just done with me and something about her said that if I didn't obey what she said, she would use force to make me do so.