章 87: Seven days of soul swap

Arazhan abruptly stopped in his tracks upon hearing her words. He cast a sceptical glance at Naimish. "Did you say who am I?"

Did she find out my identity?

"I.." Naimishi hesitated and quickly shook her head. "No." Saying her inner thoughts would be downright preposterous. He is Dusen. That's all. "I saw a little, shiny goldfish in the sea just now. I was talking to her."

"There are no golden fishes here." He countered.

"But I really saw one." She pouted. 

"Alright! I will believe in you." He tapped her nose with a chuckle.

He led her into a room and directed her to the only stool available. With gentle care, he extracted the tiny glass shards that had lodged onto her cheek.