Ok, forget reprimand; he should have handed over the traitor after all. Not the ones working as guards in his palace; Reis didn't really care about those.
This traitor was a special case.
"Really? After all I've done?"
He couldn't believe this turn of events.
|It is quite fascinating.|
Forget fascinating; it was the last thing he'd expected to see in this life.
The furball dared to stick to the silver-eyed demon after all he had done to save him from the very creature. That smug look the man had given him for a second annoyed him even more.
Honestly, his fault for even expecting anything. This little thing had no sense of gratitude!
All its worries and sadness vanished into thin air the moment Reis mentioned bath. So did the creature itself, changing location to claw onto the demon instead. The said demon was not even trying to help. Eyes closed, rhythmic breathing, not even doing anything about the creature stuck to his shirt.
