Chapter Twenty Seven: The One She Fears The Most Is Not Even The Worst Of Them Part Eight
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Being in his arms just didn't feel right no matter what angle she viewed it from.
While Venia kept her gaze down, she failed to notice exactly how much the beast king's eyes were trained on her, how they had been heavily fixated on her the entire time.
How could she? Because all she could see was the ground and a bit of the room as they walked by. This journey was surely long and she was beginning to get scared that she was tiring him. She felt like he was heavy, even though she imagined that someone of his strength did not even mind carrying her.
That she must weigh as much as a rag doll weighs in his arms because he's just really that strong. Okay, any second now we'll get t
