Bab 470: Promise

Someplace in the western region of the Fourth Realm, a vast and seemingly haunted forest spread far and wide, its perimeter not even visible at the horizon even after several tens of miles!

And exactly somewhere at the center of this seemingly hunted forest where the trees possessed no leaves and where mist floated everywhere, a young man and a young woman sat around a small campfire, both of them having an incredibly stunning figure that only those royal figures in the Fifth Realm could rival against!

"So... What do you want to talk about with me?" breaking the silence after several minutes, Sofiel looked at Khal with eyes filled with caution.

Holding the piece of meat in his hand above the crackling fire and slowly turning it around to make sure each side of the food was cooked equally, Khal glanced at Sofiel and began to speak;

"How should I call you?"

"...Sofiel."