EDNA
I froze, biting my lips as I stared at him.
“Does it hurt?” He asked with another sigh.
I shifted uncomfortably while standing and shook my head.
“No, it doesn’t.” I lied.
Of course it does.
The wound had been quite deep, frightening not just me but also Gracia who had been helping me. The knife had cut straight into my flesh, and I could even see traces of my bone.
But telling Malrick would make him feel guilty and I didn’t want his guilt.
Malrick stared at me, obviously not believing me, but I had no plans of saying anything else apart from that.
Thankfully, he didn’t say anything more after that and proceeded to eat.
When he took the first bite, I stared at him expectantly. But, his expression remained the same, calm and collected.
Becoming restless and anxious, I finall
