Avelina came to an immediate stop. She turned around to look at him, but a wave of breeze blew against her as Draven appeared before her in the blink of an eye. He cupped her cheeks with his palm and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her ever so gently yet so passionately.
"When you asked me to fly over the dark sea, I could see the sun so clearly. You also took down all the dark clouds and turned them into rain, causing lots of rainbows to appear. It was magnificently beautiful, Sir."
There was always the excuse of her carriage wheel suddenly breaking, a tree mysteriously falling and blocking the road, or his father leaving his mother behind and forgetting to pick her up. Beatrice had a habit of leaving her bags somewhere around the house and then revealing them once she got permission to stay.
why do i have the feeling that he will order her to drink again and again until he gets what he want.😂😂😂
Dante, who watched the concubine drink the water, didn't find the allure that had sparked a while ago in the kitchen. Maybe it was the way it was drunk. He ordered her again, "Fill the glass with water again."