Chapter 88: Lullabies and Macarons
At Rocco’s enthusiastic reply, Sylas let out a strange grunt, almost like he had been struck, before quickly regaining his composure.
His face returned to its usual stoic expression as he gave a small nod and stood up as though nothing had happened.
Without a word, Sylas effortlessly scooped Rocco with his Mr. Bunny into his arms and walked briskly toward the bed.
He set Rocco down on the large, spacious bed, where Rocco crawled on all fours to the center.
Patting the mattress with a soft thump, Rocco called out to Sylas.
"Big brother! Come on, you too! If you sleep near the edge, you’ll fall off, so you have to sleep in the middle!"
Tonight, Rocco had declared himself the older brother, determined to make sure Sylas was properly tucked in and comfortable.
Of course, the real purpose of this arrangement was probably for Sylas to kill him.
But the official excuse was that Rocco had promised to sing Sylas a lullaby.
And a promise was a promise.
So, Rocco had to properly fulfill his task of putting Sylas to bed... He grinned to himself.