I am fidgeting, my heart beating louder more than it should. Xynierre is in my room after his patrol work. He is calmly humming while I pour the tea in his cup.
My mind wonders how to ask Xynierre to go in the Valley and talk to Solaine without him freaking out.
I am tapping my fingers in the table due to uneasiness. I stop when I feel a soft brush of touches to my hand.
Xynierre forehead furrows, asks me, suddenly, “, What is the matter?”
Xynierre’s sincere expressions take me by storm. He is nothing but kind to me; it is unfair if I drag him in the Valley without him knowing that he is meeting Solaine.
“Ahm..” my mind processing.
“What?” He seems suspicious,
“what happen between you and Solaine?” I gather the courage to question him.
“It is something I do
