195 Chapter 195

Gus may have saved me from Roman, but not from everyone else. Or, rather, I couldn't expect him to. Responsibility and all that.

"I'm going to marry Damascus, that silver knight."

Grandma Bella let out a loud squeal one wouldn't expect from someone her age.

Responsibility or not, that didn't mean I had to start off with the hardest people to face.

"I knew it!" she crowed from beside me on my cart. One of her sons, Dulcet's father actually, had dropped her off beside me as he had passed by us.

"She's gonna be my mommy," said Kel from behind me, laying belly down on the chicken coop.

"Oh?" Grandma Bella turned around with high brows.

"Gus - I mean, Damascus adopted her...unofficially, I guess?" Not that paperwork exists during the downfall of an empire and genocide by dragons.

"I can figure that much, Lillian. Ain't she just the cutest! Look at those chubby lips and warm earthy cheeks!"