“Can you really read my mind?” Liam asked again, looking surprised as he glanced at me. His eyes were round, hoping that the spell Nathalie had put on him was gone already.
Samael pursed his lips for a few seconds, then shook his head. “I can’t, but I can read your eyes, Liam. It’s all over your face,” he chuckled at him. “It was like looking at a box with a great padlock, Liam,” he continued. “You have full of questions, and I can read that, too.”
“Do you also…” Liam pressed his lips, not knowing how to ask his question right. His eyebrows knitted for a second, and then he looked at him again. “Ashriel is in Nathalie’s body, and I wonder if you…” He shook his head, not knowing how to ask whose body they had taken.
Samael laughed and shook his head, making Liam widen his eyes in surpris
