Chapter Three Hundred And Sixty-eight: Stole His Woman

The third point of view:

"Cecile,"

"God!"

The woman almost jumped out of her skin when that giant touched her on the shoulder out of nowhere. She had been having a pleasant conversation with the kitchen staff when he called her.

"Sorry, did I startle you?" He tried to check up on her but she withdrew from his touch as usual.

"It's okay," Cecil said, giving the both of them a reasonable distance.

"Can we talk?" Emerald added when he saw her companions, "Alone,"

Cecile looked towards the women working in the kitchen she had been having a good conversation with before his arrival.

"I'll be stepping out for a while,"

"Sure," they nodded. It was not as if they could stop her anyway, Emerald would deal with them - everyone feared that brooding giant.