Natures Hold

Accepting his strength

Grace watched the Black Bulls leaving the infirmary as the sun began steadily fading away leaving Asta alone in the room. Shaking her head she released her spell, the wooden eye sinking back into the wood as if it was never there. The fact that she was absolutely useless in the fight, that she was left to be saved by him without being able to do anything, it had muddled her feelings greatly. She was a prideful woman, someone who didn't care to owe anyone and solved her own problems, she especially hated being helped by men like that of many other women in the Blue Rose Knights. What made it worse was the fact that it meant he was not only stronger than her but even allowed her to think otherwise like when she wrapped him up in her wood or any time she pinned him down, he was simply allowing it to happen.

Standing up she decided that there was only one solution  to get rid of the way she was feeling, to get back to how she usually was, it was to face him in a fight herself and to win, then she'd be able to get rid of the feeling of insecurity taking root in her. Grave felt she needed to do this before he did anything else, she knew full well once he had been on a few missions he'd start making waves in the squad and it would become difficult to simply spar with him like she wanted to.

She headed out of her room she off towards the infirmary. The captain had told Grace not to disturb him, however Grace was aware this was more for her benefit rather than Asta's, to give her time to come to terms with being rescued by him. Along with that Grace was informed that many others in the squad had been informed on the events of the mission. Charlotte as well as Grace was award she might be look down upon by being rescued by a man, however Grace was confident her strength would minimalism the backlash, or it could simply make it worse.

Charlotte sat down at her desk and pondered the realisation she had come to earlier. The feelings she had felt earlier, how much she recognised the girl from the Black Clover squad's way of acting around Asta. The thing that troubled Charlotte the most however was the worry of Asta's feeling towards the woman. Heat began rising to her cheeks once she made the connection with how she used to feel about Yami, and how this time it was worse. The fact that Sol wasn't in the room was something Charlotte greatly appreciated as she silently freaked out both inwardly and outwardly.

After a short while of freaking out after her realisation Charlotte calmed down, her cheeks returning to their normal shade. Whilst she did typically keep a cool exterior she couldn't do so this time as she wasn't prepared to reach such a conclusion so suddenly. Resting her elbows on the table she placed her head on the back of her hands. The evidence was clear, like only a few weeks ago with Yami, she was now attracted to Asta; her feelings towards Asta were stronger however, far stronger.

Standing up, Charlotte decided, the best thing she could do currently was to train. She had decided to do so before but instead thought that Sol's company would help distract her instead, this fell through as Charlotte didn't know where Sol was at the moment. Heading towards the door she was determined to get her feelings sorted out, and to decide whether to embrace her feelings more than she did when she felt this way with Yami. If after training she still felt so strongly then she resigned herself to telling him about her feelings, she wouldn't simply wait around without doing anything like she'd done before.

Sol watched Grace walk down the hallway towards her, a stern look on her face replacing the one of superiority she typically sported. Sol was mad at her, not due to the fact Asta was the one who defeated the enemies. No matter how much she disliked men, there were undoubtedly times when someone needed assistance and help was the only way out of the situation, even if that help was from a disgusting man. The thing that made Sol so angry with Grace was the fact that she didn't receive aid from a man, she was completely and utterly helpless and needed a man to do everything.