Eliàn;
"Letting your maid off early when you're in this state? That's quite… generous." The unmistakable voice says, and I freeze.
What the fuck is he doing here??
I hear a gentle clink and a second later, the chandelier above bursts with life. I keep my eyes on the direction the voice came, and just as I guessed.
It's Zephan. Why is he here?
How long has he been here?
He's no longer wearing the coat he had on during dinner. Now, the scars that I saw under the coat are out in the open.
There are a few healing cuts all over his body, and for some godforsaken reason, these marks and cuts make him look… sexier.
"It wasn't easy going up against Rhydian. The dick fights like a beast." He says, and my eyes dart back up to his face.
He's smirking. He wanted me to see tge wounds.
Should I thank him?
Thank him for fighting with his brother because of me?
"You were quite chatty at the dinner table. Why are you silent now?" He speaks again, and I look away.
