Chapter 66: My Lord, we aren’t married yet
How could he do this to me?
I mean...could he at least give me a heads-up or something? I thought we were going to his room, not to a place where his subordinate was waiting.
Gosh—how many are they? One, two...ten? I counted them swiftly, from the one who looked like a three meters giant to the one who looked like a boy. They were all staring—of course, they would be staring!
In a flurry of thoughts, I half expected someone would react strongly like that time during the festival. I didn’t really remember it well, but I was sure someone was trying to attack me then. I was too busy relieving bad memories of this body stabbing Natha to remember which one though.
But while they were staring, they also seemed to freeze in place, looking at me with widened eyes and stiff expressions. Almost like they also didn’t know they would see me there.
Or was it agitation?
Reflexively, I grabbed Natha’s arm and scooted closer, trying to half hide myself behind him. Or if I couldn’t...behind his aura?
Please look at him, your dashing and imposing Lord, not me, okay?
And then the dashing and imposing Lord suddenly hold my hand and addressed the demons in front of us. "As I informed you earlier, this is the one who shall be my mate."
Mate? Did he say...mate?
I looked up at him, totally flustered, and very much wanted to know how I could get the ability to maintain that cold and impassive face while saying something like that. He said it just like that, as if making an announcement about tomorrow’s meeting topic.