Lilith frowned, chewing on the meat on the fork and forcing herself to swallow it.
Cywen offered another piece of bread, and Lilith took small bites.
"Thanks," she said.
As much as she wanted to get away from Cywen, she couldn't deny that he had saved her once again.
Without Cywen, she might have ended up in Darian's clutches or lost control of her spiritual power after narrowly escaping.
"You saved me again," Lilith whispered, tears forming in her eyes as she managed a weak smile.
"You look terrible," Cywen teased, pinching Lilith's cheek before leaving.
Closing the door behind him, Cywen glanced at the pet care guide in his arms, which read: Pets need their own space.
Cywen frowned. She was his servant, no, his pet now. Why would she need space? If she wanted, this whole mansion
