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

My mind was...

sitting up, his gaze

would change after

scrambled to get up and get

in this bed! BAM! I jumped at the loud thud outside,

I locked eyesmine

I want to scream in his expressionless face! How the hell can you be so calm?! In my frantic rush to get up, I tangled myself in the sheets and nearly face-planted on

me

careful.

Dont panic.

out first,

your time getting

damn chicken pecking at corn, turning just in time to watch him stand gloriously

again, forming a layer of shadow-clad clothing

Incredible.

of using

clutching my breasts, my gaze flicking between him and the door, expecting someone to burst in

will be

he reassured before stepping through the creaking

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

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