Chapter 454

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WHO IS THIS OLD WITCH? SIGRID The narrow black iron bed, wooden walls, the ceiling with slightly neglected beams, the old armchair by the window, and a few wooden trunks in the corner.

Everything looks worn down, brokenbut not dirty, not unpleasant.

T remembered my parents' cabin.

Last night, I brought you here.

It'sa place I've always wanted to return to, he confessed, and my heart squeezed at his words.

He hasnt outright said it, but I think his parents are dead.

Maybe they died trying to save him when he was taken.

Maybe they couldnt bear the pain of losing him.

I dont know, and I dont want to rip open those wounds.

Did you spend the whole night cleaning? If it was abandoned, where the hell did you get these sheets? I frowned, suddenly realizing something obvious.

Well...

no one was here.

I didnt even think

just needed to rest with

My mind was...

he admitted, sitting up, his gaze

you think nothing would change after so

scrambled to get up and

broke into someones home! ---- And I was moaning like a bitch in heat! All the filthy things we did in this bed! BAM! I jumped at the loud thud outside, followed by a muttered curse and the

I locked eyesmine panicked,

scream in his expressionless face! How the hell can you be so calm?! In my frantic rush to get up, I tangled myself in

me

careful.

Dont panic.

go out

time

corn, turning just in time to watch him

dark mist wrapped around his body again, forming a layer of shadow-clad clothing over his

Incredible.

thought of using magic that

was clutching my breasts, my gaze flicking between him and the

will

me, he reassured before stepping through the

the chair where all my clothes were neatly folded, quickly wiping between my legs with

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