Chapter 25: _ Two rapscallions
I however nodded at the elves, my heart swelling with appreciation. "Thank you," I whispered, truly meaning it.
The werewolf girl who had been bouncing on the balls of her feet, nudged Eloraen and Caelya playfully. "See, I told you she was kind! You didn’t even need to help me beg."
The elves chuckled softly. "Indeed," Caelya agreed. "It seems your intuition served you well. Isleen possesses a kind heart, one that forgives easily."
I turned crimson at that. Would Kylo be as forgiving when he learned that his Dad kissed me? And that I kissed him back? Or that I and his Dad kissed.
Oh, Lord; speak to me.
With a final goodbye wave, the elves left, leaving me alone with the girl.
I arched a brow. "So what now?" I was referring to why she hadn’t followed the elves.
"Erm — can we be f -friends?"
F — friends?!
Nah. I had this habit of fretting when it came to letting people in my life. However, I saw how hopeful she looked, and considering the fact that she had just lost a friend, I couldn’t say no to her.
Sighing, I puffed my cheeks, "Yeah, I guess. we could be friends."