He waved the paper.
Luna entered the room and closed the door. She smiled at Silas and said. "I try to stop her from running but she is too strong."
Silas looked down at the clinging succubus and sighed. "Good job, keeping her this far."
He thanked the young apprentice.
Luna nodded with a blush.
Lately, Luan and Ice-pick had been hanging more closely. Silas was not going to complain. He was glad that Luna was beginning to open up.
Her timid nature was likely from trauma.
"Is the new true?" She asked, looking at the paper in his hand.
Silas nodded. "Yeah. I am going to get married. Where did you find the paper?"
"There was a group giving away these papers on the street."
"I see." Silas murmured and looked around the room.
Roland was sitting across from him, wearing a defeated look. He was not looking good.
And succubus was embracing him, taking in his smell.
'What has gotten into her?'
