Chapitre 359: A Knight’s New Vows

Once they were finally left alone, Helga and Markus finally had a chance to talk without the fear of being overheard. Even so, with the Valkyrie's daughter possibly arriving any time soon, Helga wanted their conversation to be as brief as possible. Yet betraying her own rationale, she couldn't help her curiosity as Markus brought the cup of coffee to his burning lips.

"Can you still taste it?" She asked, her eyes glued at his lips.

"What?" Mumbling in confusion he glanced over to the Valkyrie before following her gaze and figuring out what she meant. "Faintly yes, but like most of my bodily function, this little joy is also being taken away from me."

"I can't imagine what it must be like living in that prison of a body…" Leaning forward, Helga set her cup aside as it pained her to drink in front of him. 

"However," glancing back up, she folded her hands over her knees and glared into his burning eyes. "You've always been a knight–"