Her True Admirer, Caitlin
"I have to take you somewhere, honey. Meet me in the parking lot of the manor in the evening."
Sinclair informed Syna on the call before leaving his cabin for a meeting.
He knew that it was necessary to clear up the things before she could do any false assumptions and fall prey to misunderstandings again in this life. The Lord already had a hunch that Syna got hurt by how Braille behaved and he could feel her heart aching.
"Huh? Okay."
Syna replied short with a glum tone and ended the call.
"Did the endless nights not drain the draughts of pleasure, which from passion like ours may unceasingly flow; Let us pass around the chalice of love's bliss in full measures; and quaff the remains of such nectar below; thee is a single Dandelion in the kingdom; the finest to admire; bring the stinging nettles to such foreign journeys as part of thy attire; touch my lips and speak softly to me; this luxurious slave I am simply to be;"