“And where are you going?” Hadrian asks, seeing you some distance away from the group while they finish fighting off a group of bandits. His eyes always keen and the mage was rather displeased seeing you so far away.

“They must be so scared.” Erastus’s ears twitch seeing your fear when you were noticed. He can’t blame you for being frighten over by the scene happening. “Did the bandits scare you darling? We’ll dispose of them immediately.”

“No one will ever bring harm to you.” Jerolin straightens up holding his staff, anyone who’ll harm you will have to face the wrath of the healer. “Now please return back here, the danger has passed.”

To be loved by the heroes should be a blessing, but in reality it’s a suffocation of obsession and desires. All four of these adventurers adore you and yearn for your attention. Being alone was just a wish in your dreams.

You are the heart of their little party. No rewards could outmatch you and nothing ever stands in their way. They’ll slay a god then to part ways with their darling, to which you know they literally would. The four had stopped wars and done impossible feats through the land. They are loyal to their love that only has you in their hearts. Not that you have any choice in it.

You soon felt the press of metal against your back and looked up seeing Kohi towering over you before he wrapped an arm around your form holding you close.

“Were you scared?” He whispers softly as you can see the slight stain of blood on his armor. “Don’t be.”