The Cult ( 19 )

Rowan's Place

Dragun and Riela could be seen sitting on the bare floor of the room. Riela leaned her head on Dragun's shoulder, tired and dizzy, and she looked extremely famished and worn out.

Dragun, on the other hand, tried his hardest to remain awake for Riela's sake, even though he was equally exhausted.

As for Xandros, he was the complete opposite, selfishly gnawing on a finely prepared magical beast meat while absorbed in the same scroll he had been studying for hours.

The three of them remained in the room—two too hesitant to start a conversation to break the deafening silence while the other remained utterly unbothered.

It was nighttime, so even outside was eerily quiet, further intensifying the awkwardness.

But it soon ended!!

"They are back!"

"Lord Rowan is back!"

"My husband!!"

"My boyfriend!"

The screams of the villagers soon erupted, alerting the three.