# Chapter 69
“Aren’t you going to close your eyes?”
“I want to know the real reason you’re trying to kiss me, Ares.”
‘Is it a god’s whim?’
Eutostea recalled the first impression of him, sitting crouched on the dungeon staircase and observing her from head to toe with a cold gaze. How could he change like this in a few days? Why was he doing this out of the blue? As if he fell in love…
Love? With who?
‘Oh, come on…’
Eutostea stared him in the eyes. The look in his eyes had been lingering in her mind from earlier. His intense gaze fixed on her––something she had seen from someone. It exactly resembled the look in Apollo’s eyes, who embraced her warmly in the moonlit memorial rose forest
The god who loves her.
The god who confessed his love to her.
When the look in the two male deities’ eyes overlapped, Eutostea became more and more confused.
