Kapitel 1884: I Must Say

High cheek bones, a defined jawline, sharp brows, flowing white hair, eyes as deep as the night sky's canvas. 

Dyon had to admit, if he swung that way, he wouldn't be able to think about another man after seeing this scene. 

If others could read Dyon's thoughts, they'd probably spew blood in indignation. The two of them had been completely silent for almost three days now, yet instead of thinking about the tense nature of the situation, Dyon was thinking of potential male lovers. It was too much. 

"You're… a patient… youth." Eldaernth suddenly spoke. 

Dyon shrugged. "It's not often one gets to spend days with a Higher Existence. I might as well treasure it."

"Then you know it too… The … difference between… you and I…" 

"Is that your way of saying my Sacharro Clan isn't worthy of allying with you?" 

"If… you were… in my position… would you not just… snatch what you want…?"