“W-what?” Amethyst stuttered as she turned back to the man standing behind her.
Could he really be him?
Caspian?
Is he really him?
“What?” Ares asked back, looking a bit confused. Then he stepped forward and began picking up the sketch pads and pencils from the ground.
“What did you say?” Amethyst asked much clearer and louder this time.
“You mean this sketch of yours?” Ares asked back as he showed her the coloured drawing.
Amethyst just found herself nodding, still trying to make her brain work.
“It’s mine.” Ares said as he chuckled.
Amethyst eyes widened more, she didn’t know how to react.
“It’s one of a kind so I’m sure the one you drew is mine.” Ares explained as he looked back at Amethyst. He smiled. “You’re still as beautiful as before, Amethyst.”
“As before?” Amethyst re
