CH 268: Demands of a Mother-in-Law

Mikael stepped back, his hands raised in surrender.

His wide radiant blue eyes failed to blink. His lungs ceased breathing. Even his muscles went stiff. If someone would ask him what being a mannequin must feel like, he'd describe it in this same manner. 

Moving for him was akin to being a literal doll—unfeeling and artificial.

If Mikael turned mannequin, Ambryan became a statue.

Nothing that his mind could control moved. His violet eyes blanked out. They registered nothing within his line of sight. All his senses shut down. If it wasn't for his heartbeat, he would have thoroughly believed he wasn't human anymore.

"We'll never speak about this," Ambryan breathed out.

Mikael didn't need to be told twice. "Agreed."