Byron's Charm Shop.
Ashlyn's expression was her usual self but her eyes carried an extraordinary frosty glint as she looked at Byron.
Byron was sweating and trembling as if he has seen a vicious ghost in broad daylight. He was excitedly speaking out the facial description of the infamous Nutcracking Demoness when he realized Ashlyn fully matched the description. He cursed himself for being so dense and stating bad things about the sinister demoness in front of the demoness herself.
Gulp~
Byron's throat was dry as a desert while knots formed in his stomach. Every muscle in his body was tensed with stress. Unconsciously by instinct, he closed his thigs tightly while placing his hands on his pants to guard his most treasured possession.
"What's wrong?" Kiba was amused by Byron's current predicament.