âAnd I am now a dragon under Noahâs authority.â
On the childâs wrist, the same mark that was carved on Park Noah radiated brightly. Park Noah vaguely repeated the childâs words to herself. My authority.
âThis mark binds the master and their pet and cannot be undone until one of the two dies.â
The childâs voice penetrated Park Noah horrifyingly, realizing that there was no turning back. Goodbye, my peaceful life.
âThank you for imprinting with meâ¦.â However anxious she was about her decision, seeing the child with his deep red tearful eyes who looked at her as if she were a god, Park Noah could only heave a deep sigh, thinking, âWhat can I do?â.
It has been exactly five minutes since the imprint had taken place and Park Noah decided to dismiss all worry and bitterness she felt moments ago.
âYou should have told me earlier that imprints are so good!â She beamed. Park Noahâs body was full of energy, a result of what was called the âresonance of existenceâ. Imprinting allows the dragonâs magic to be suffused to its master.
Park Noah has never experienced too much energy circling within her body. Her heart beat fast, feeling as if she chugged three cups of caffeine in a row.
She tried to calm herself down by pressing on the left portion of her chest, but it had no effect. Is it because too much energy filled my body at once? She muttered, her breathing different from before. âWow, this is reallyâ¦I think I can run a marathon right now!â
While staring intently at her palms, feeling the thumping pulse, a thud on the door was heard.
âHuh?â Park Noah broke free from her trance, her head swiftly turning to the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just by the sound of the restless thumping, she could already recognize the person behind the wooden door. Frantic, she looked around. Aside from the mess, the dragonâs magic was still orbiting around the room.
If Kyle Leonard were to discover about what transpired only a few minutes ago, the baby dragon would be taken away! And now that the imprint has been done, no matter how much he tries to evade, the child will not be able to hide more from the merciless investigator.
âLetâs just be honestâ¦â Running out of excuses to say, Park Noah rose from her seat, heaving a sigh. As she was about to open the door, the knob twisted and the door flung wide open.
âHuh? I didnât lock the doorâ¦?â
Opening the door and entering the house was, as expected, the mighty and the witchâs temporary butler, Kyle Leonard. Immediately, his eyes swept through the house. Park Noah could tell that he was observing the dragonâs magic which was still present in the atmosphere, and not on the clutter left all over.
âLord Leonard?â
The look on Kyleâs was entirely foreign to Park Noah. It was neither a grimace nor contempt. Rather, it was a look of complete blankness. She has never seen such impassiveness from the investigator, especially recently.
Park Noah frowned. She has already oriented herself that her life would be not as easy anymore, but she didnât expect to be confronted immediately by lifeâs very first obstacle.
She bit her lips and cautiously opened her mouth to speak. âSir, I think we need to have a conversation. What do you think?â
As if her nervousness had been sensed by the child, the child hugged her leg and clung to her, glaring at the man across them.
The manâs gaze landed on the child briefly. The next moment, he was staring intently at Park Noah.
Overwhelmed, Park Noah stood frozen. Still, there was no answer from the man. Suddenly, a deafening noise erupted in the room.
ââ¦â¦!â
A silver bullet flashed between Park Noah eyes, missing her by an inch.
âLeonard⦠Sir.â Stupefied, she could barely utter a word.
âIâll ask you.â With his black revolver still aimed at her, Kyle Leonard opened his mouth to speak, his eyes devoid of emotion.
âEleonora Asil, is that you?â