SEVEN
Kael dragged in a deep breath and hunched over to exhale deeply once he was in the privacy of his room.
He stared down at his hands, they had traces of dried foam on them but it was nothing like the scar Elara was nursing inside the bathroom.
He had never been violent without cause, let alone be violent to an unarmed and weak woman. It wasn’t his type of thing to do, especially since it wasn’t his intention to hurt Elara. Ever.
Finally, he ran his fingers through his hair and his hands down his face then hastily smoothened his hair before leaving the room.
Activities were already bubbling in the floor below when Kael got downstairs with maids walking in and out of the dining room with different dishes. Harry was seated at the right hand side of the table next to the head’s chai
