章節 52: Scene LII

Taking a seat on the wide fur of a carpet Kleifar's head sat on, Aslak agreed to the man's invitation for a meal.

"The woman will need energy as you say." — He then added, glaring while she stood prominently. — "Besides, we came here since I told you we would fall. But you didn't tell anyone, warlock."

"I thought your youth would lock you to her legs, so I didn't tell–"

Tuck... The void sound of wood being stabbed echoed, interrupting Otrur solely to be followed by the words of the man gripping the blade.

"Watch your mouth when she's here, cursed fuck. Respect a Myrkzver's wife." — Aslak warned... Almost stabbing the flesh of a warlock's hand with the knife he had taken to pierce the meat on one bowl.

"... Hm... So you honestly cared to keep your word, Aslak?" — Taking out the knife with his grazed hand, Otrur asked impressed. — "Finding a mate does change a male."

"Shut up... Woman, seat already."

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