บท 83: Sons Of Shae

The two men were everything incompatible, Gastel's flawless smooth pale skin glistened and then there was the bull's body marred with scars and injuries that had spun years. She wasn't one to be harbor prejudice or discrimination but in this case the judgment naturally came out of her.

So many questions were at the tip of her tongue but difficult to ask away. Like how and where they met. Was it before or after he had turned into…what he was?

But most importantly, who were these people and where exactly is this?

She hated their union, same way she hated whatever it is that was forming between her and Razhal. It was abominable and an eyesore, for something good to be paired with something so evil.

"I think there are countless tents outside for you both to eat yourselves out."