Amon blinked in surprise at Selena's sudden words.
"Wait… what?" he said, half laughing. "No, no, no, Senior. I'm not going anywhere with you again."
Selena turned her crimson eyes toward him, her expression unreadable as always. "And why is that?" she asked calmly.
Amon leaned back on the bench, crossing his arms with a dramatic sigh. "Because the last time I followed you somewhere, I almost died!" He threw his hands in the air. "You remember that, right? Twisted monster, collapsing town, my poor ribs! Not again. Nope. This time I choose life."
His tone was comical, but the memory of that mission still made his chest ache a little.
Selena remained quiet for a moment, her gaze still fixed ahead. Then, slowly, she said, "This isn't like last time. It's not a mission, Amon."
"Huh?"
'Not a mission... then what?'
She turned her head slightly, her long silver hair brushing against her shoulder. "I want you to come with me to the Imperial City. To the Imperial Palace of Valmoria."
