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.

didnt even

to rest

My mind was...

sitting up, his gaze sweeping

could you think nothing would change after so

up and

in heat! All the filthy things we did in this bed! BAM! I jumped at the loud thud

locked eyesmine panicked,

want to scream in his expressionless face! How the hell can you be so calm?! In my frantic rush

hands caught me

careful.

Dont panic.

go out

time

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

mist wrapped around his body again, forming a

Incredible.

thought of

gaze flicking between him and the

will be

stepping through the creaking old

clothes were neatly folded, quickly wiping between

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