Kapitel 222: Calista Regalhelm -2

Donovan shook his head and then continued nonetheless. He has never shared this with anyone but with her, it was like she deserved to know his each and every secret. Donovan smiled and then pursed his lips.

"Well I can't speak anymore I'm thirsty," he bound his hand against his chest. Mischief dancing in his red phoenix eyes.

"Huh, where can we find water here?" Silja looked confused.

"There, down there is a small trail of water running down from the hill," Donovan pointed out not far away.

Silja's nose flared up when she understood what he meant. He wanted her to go and fetch water for him. Well even though there was nothing wrong in that she could do such a small thing for her husband. But he was doing this to tease her so Silja puffed her cheeks.

But Donovan acted as if he couldn't speak anymore if he didn't get to drink water, he ran his hand through his throat as if he was feeling very thirsty and hadn't drunk anything in years.