He would never be at ease, Cinderaven grumbled inwardly. As long as he shared a household with the young Dessey, he would never trust her. Besides, the male warlock from the Larissa Clan had just subtly expressed his admiration for the young Dessey—did he think Cinderaven was deaf?
"I appreciate you assuming our relationship is purely platonic," Elara said with solemn sincerity. "But please stop emphasizing that I am ten years older than you. It makes me feel old." She had only just begun her life's journey.
"You are not old," Benelli started to explain that his earlier remark was only meant to clarify his romantic preferences. But seeing how serious Elara was, he grew slightly puzzled. "Duke Corell…"
He had barely spoken when the black crow staring at him tensed its thin legs, darted s
