You can’t possibly think that this is your father’s doing, Eros states hesitantly, as I return the letter to him. It almost makes me scoff.
I don’t think, I know he’s the one behind this. It’s his vengeance for your freedom, I claim, not having a single doubt about my suspicion. My bonded doesn’t respond for quite some time. My friends are chatting cheerfully around us, while we’re both buried deep in the dark clouds, hovering above us.
Who would have thought, that after everything we have been through, yet another thing would come knocking at our door? Isn’t our pile of trouble big enough as it is? We’ll continue this discussion later, when we have the time for it, Eros speaks up suddenly.
After dinner? I suggest, making a wave of confusion reach me from his side. It’s when th
