Ariana stared at him, her eyes wide. She knew one thing without a doubt about this man—no matter how unbelievable many of his words seemed, they always turned out to be true. But then… how was that even possible..how did he know h..hell?
"Should I bathe you?" she heard Zavren say, noticing how she had been staring at him in a daze.
Ariana immediately shook her head. To her surprise, he simply nodded calmly and stood.
"Make sure to bathe quickly and eat. Don't forget to eat a lot," he said in his usual calm voice. And just like that, to Ariana's surprise, he turned and left.
'Huh?'
Confusion deepened. The way he had just agreed to it—and now, Ariana wasn't even sure what she wanted. Was she expecting him to insist? Or maybe refuse? And… bathe her..
She moved, pressing her head gently into the water. After some time, she came back up, using her hands to brush the water from her face. She reached for the black soap and began bathing.
