Arriving at Swan Lake, the calm water surface reflected the deep blue sky.
Rowan strictly forbade Owen from going into the water with him; remembering their previous shared bath, he decided against it. His heart couldn't handle that kind of stimulation again.
If they were just teasing without doing anything, it was better to bathe properly. Otherwise, who knew when the next time to wash up would be? Clean water sources would definitely be scarce on the road.
Owen had to obediently stay on the shore to keep watch. The moment his foot touched the water, the Omegina bared his teeth threateningly; he couldn't disobey even if he wanted to.
Rowan focused on bathing himself with peace of mind. The cool water washed away the fatigue of days of hard work. He soaked comfortably until he felt his skin was about to wrinkle before standing up to swap with Owen.
"Go ahead, wash yourself clean," Rowan said, drying his wet hair with a beast skin.
