The blonde woman turned around and flashed a smile that made Sebastian's heart thud a little faster. He was hard-pressed to get mad about Artemus standing so close to her. The mage suddenly wasn't sure who he was more jealous of.
"Sebastian, let me introduce you to Rowan Windwalker," Artemus said in a dry tone.
Rowan Windwalker.
Rowan Windwalker...
Sebastian had heard wrong. Surely Artemus just had a slip of his tongue. There were plenty of other people in the world who had blonde hair and blue eyes like Rowan Windwalker. The surname wasn't very common but she could be a distant cousin or a twin sister to Rowan Windwalker.
"Rowena Windwalker?"
"No, Rowan Windwalker," the blonde goddess said to him while sighing. When she crossed her arms, her womanly assets came to the fore and confused the sandy-haired mage.
"How?" Sebastian was bug-eyed.
"An accident with a fertility idol. We're going to try and reverse it," Rowan answered.
I feel sorry for Syryn but I can't help but laugh at him.