A Trap?

Viktor took his robes from her hand and said, "If there is one thing you have to be sure of is that I don't marry someone whom I don't like. Don't worry, your Master will be in very good hands."

"That's what worries me," Ayana said with pursed lips, but then she shook her head and said, "Anyway, I am no one to have a say anything about this. If Master thinks you are alright, then it must be true."

"What about you? Do you have any plans of marriage, or are you going to be Master's little girl forever?" Viktor asked in a teasing tone.

"Hey! I am not a little girl. I am 99 years old! Ooops..." Ayana immediately covered her mouth as her face flushed red in embarrassment.

Viktor had a blinking expression, "Wow...so ol...uh...young…" Since Viktor was someone who lived most of his life with ordinary humans, he was not used to seeing others being so old yet looking so young.

He used to consider himself as the only exception or the oddball.