Chapter 84 - The First Day at the Fair

Lanling's mind spiraled with the echo of Haruki's voice, his heartbeat so loud it felt as if it were pounding next to his ears. Even after stepping out of the carriage and arriving at the entrance of the fair—where mortals crammed the streets and jostled shoulders—his heart refused to forgive him for his irrational actions.

Seriously, why had he personally asked his tailor to make clothes for Haruki?

He'd never admit that, during the brief moment they'd hugged, Lanling had hastily measured Haruki's body in his mind and passed the rough dimensions to the tailor.

'He's not strong, but his proportions are excellent…' His thoughts derailed further, and he snapped his fan open with a flick to cover the redness blooming across his cheeks... Regaining composure felt impossible. Silently, he walked between the uncle and nephew, grateful for their endless enthusiasm to distract him.