章 85: I am not a saint

The word "butterfly" escaping his lips was enough to make Naimishi cringe, an impulse to slice through his tongue coursing through her.

Brother and Dusen had discovered I had disappeared, but how would they know that I had been taken to the sea?

Her gaze remained fixed on Gavin as he drew nearer while her fingers faltered against the table, inadvertently coming into contact with the incense pot. She left her hand in place, all while shifting her focus to Gavin. "Quite foolish you are to abduct me despite Dusen's warning." She quipped, her gaze unwavering. "Looks like you are asking for death on your own."