LORD REVANDREL.
I should be avoiding a face-to-face with this female. Hell, I was trying to, that was why we started in the position we did.
But now I am beginning to realize…I did not mind it. I should, but I didn’t.
What I did mind were the scars on her back.
Urekai healed fast and fully. It was hard to leave a scar on us, no matter how deep the bruises were. It took a lot for our healing abilities to malfunction and fail to heal completely, leaving a scar. Yet Baevera’s back was littered with them.
Not the kind that were bold, grotesque, or visible from afar, but subtle and disguised, only noticeable up close if one looked hard enough. And I was. Her body simply commanded that kind of attention.
What would cause scars like that? That many? Why did they never fully heal? Or as a s
