28. Arguments
We were heading to wherever Ivilon was. Artis never let go of my hand as she pulls me around the same hallways that I walked before with Carto. Only this time we did not stop at the big door. We keep walking till the end. She looks at me and nods her head in reassurance. "There he is! Just relax a little. He doesn't bite." she said chuckling. "Yeah... who knows really?" She knocks on the door and after a moment a shirtless Ivilon was standing in front of us. Blushing, Artis look away immediately. I on the other hand could not take my eyes from the artwork in front of me. He cleared his throat, making me stop checking him out. I look into his eyes arching an eyebrow. "What is this, Artis? What is she doing here?" "Ivilon, listen, there is something you need to know! She can help u
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