"This food.
I have unlimited supplies."
She revealed, and the instant Zakaar heard and understood those words, his eyes widened in disbelief.
He…
He was already sold.
His mind was clear: as long as he got to eat this magic food as much as he wanted for the rest of his life—even if that said life was only a week—no, a month long—he was willing.
He was willing to risk it all for the Magic Food!
But—
"Zakaar."
Zakaar wasn't the one who had the power to make this decision, and the one who did called him out in a strict tone, waiting for him to translate what was being said.
Zakaar flinched at his chief's call and, without waiting, he translated everything Lavinia said. This time, it wasn't just Zakaar, but every Stonefang staring at Lavinia as if she were a goddess.
It was a gaze that made Kael take an unconscious step forward, almost as if covering the woman he loved from the gazes of all these men.
