Elijah sat on the cushion in front of the low wooden table.
The incense smoke curled in the air, slightly blurring the sight. However, it couldn't hide the prominent lines of Elder Un Seok-Jin's face.
Despite the wrinkles adorning his forehead in a permanent scowl, Elijah felt the tenderness hidden under the cold facade.
Elder gave him a deep look and then scoffed, clearly displeased by his 'silly' antics.
Elijah's lips twitched. "He is not a bad kid, Elder. Why don't I invite him so you can take a better look?"
"Why should I?"
There he goes again, Elijah thought, amused.
The rice grains scattered on the table told him already. Elder was doing divination for Alexei, taking a look at his future.
If there were really something terrible, Elder wouldn't be merely scoffing at him.
"Give me your wrist."
Elijah obeyed without any question.
Warm fingers touched his wrists, and the frown on Elder Un Seok-Jin's face deepened.
