"How are you feeling?" Arkan asked.
Lyria still felt her head spinning, though not so much as before. She was half lying on her bed. A cup of water was in her hand.
Arkan looked at the ruined stones at the door of her room. He muttered, "s**t. I forgot...."
"Huh?"
"When the celebration's over and my people have gone, you're sleeping in my room," he said without looking at her.
"Excuse me?" Lyria raised her voice. But suddenly she winced as the pain pricked her head again.
Arkan immediately took the cup of water from her hand, afraid she would spill it. His eyes were deep in worry.
Even when he's in a human form, he still acts like a puppy sometimes...
It was too adorable for Lyria that she could not help to flick her fingers on his wrinkled forehead.
"Ow."
"You worry too mu
