Eight Emperors

"Enough with the nonsense. Let's get back to our discussion," Himmel Soan said coldly before turning to Firey.

All of a sudden, an affectionate look took over his face, and he said gently, "Everything's alright now."

He then rubbed Firey's head. She threw herself into his arms and wouldn't say another word. She could understand him without exchanging a word.

Eman Sket had insulted her, and her master stood up for her. What more was there to say?

She felt much better now.

After a long while, Firey released herself from Himmel Soan's arms and sat down next to him, still holding his hands.

"Eman, that was just a warning. Try that again, and I'll have your head on a plate." The indifferent look returned to Himmel Soan's face. His gentleness was reserved for the girl only.

A warning?

Eman felt his mouth dry, and he couldn't believe his ears. He spat blood because of this young man!