Bab 85: Past regret

Rhea and Draven walked side by side, their steps matching the same rhythm. As they neared The Den Of Pleasure, Rhea's eyes caught sight of Aria, dressed in an exquisite off-white gown. She paced restlessly outside the gate, her gaze darting back and forth, as if looking to see if they were coming, or perhaps if Valen was coming.

Rhea couldn't help but smile wryly as she said. "Look at that, My Lord," she remarked, her voice laced with a hint of amusement. "Despite your intentions of wooing me into your bed, it seems my dear friend still anxiously awaits your return."

Valen's expression softened, and he cast a glance in Aria's direction. "That's why she's my flower among all the women," he replied, his voice carrying a touch of admiration. "Even with the allure of this place, she can't help but worry about me."