Purple came to see him while he was bedridden, which was exactly what Julien hadn't wanted. Failing to control blood as a blood manipulator was the kind of disgrace that didn't need an audience. The fact that it happened while he was in his Protector State only compounded it. Purple didn't factor any of that in. She came anyway.
"Why do you keep your distance from your fiancé right now? It truly hurts my heart."
The words were sorrowful, but with a smile. And the way she held Julien's gaze had nothing sorrowful about it either.
Tch.
Julien looked everywhere but at her. Purple moved to wherever his eyes went. He wasn't winning that one.
"Why don't you just let it go? We both know this is happening because your scheme with Scar didn't work."
Purple frowned. Silence for a moment. Then she snapped out of whatever that was, pulled up a seat, and settled in.
"You actually think I'd toy with your feelings? What kind of monster do you imagine me to be?"
Julien sneered.
