บท 186: The Tales of Erohim (4)

If it was before, such a thing might have disturbed him, he has even frightened him, but he had seen so much, this just made him curious.

Rowan had also not detected any malice from the gaze, merely something similar to his own—Curiosity.

Whatever the female that was birthed by his bloodline was, she was different from his Ouroboros Serpent. He did not fear this difference, for if his plans were to be actualized with this bloodline, what he needed was not another hammer, but a scalpel.

He heard a series of soft knocks on the door, it was Diane announcing the meals were ready and he stood up. This was a habit that Rowan was determined to still keep.

Opening the door, he smiled at her, and she grinned. Balance was necessary for everything in life.

Rowan enjoyed the meal and the discussion that followed. The family were far more lively in their discussions with him, and Diane was a fountain of wit and comedy.