Chapter 16: Again as Allies.

Hila had successfully hid Drake in her secret room, ensuring the security measures were engaged and that they were well-hidden from any potential search parties.

Drake, still catching his breath from the hurried escape, looked at Hila with a mixture of confusion and gratitude.

"You'd be in trouble if the organisation finds out that you're hiding me here, why are you doing this?" He knew why, but he wanted to hear it from her.

"Well I don't even know what I'm doing at this point, and I know a lie when I hear one." She pulled an armchair and plumped into it.

Hila turned to face him fully, her stern demeanor softening slightly. For a moment, her steely facade slipped, revealing a hint of vulnerability and warmth. She studied his face, taking in his chiseled features, his piercing eyes, and the way his hair framed his face --He was undeniably handsome, a fact that had escaped her notice during the months they had trained together.

"You may not realize it, Drake," she said slowly, cho