Rosalia — POV
Wow… my favorite villian has unbelievably long eyelashes.
That was the first thought that crossed my mind as I looked down at Cassel from above.
Why from above?
Obviously, because this giant man is behaving like a child—clinging to my waist and literally burying his face into my stomach.
Damn it… Good thing I wore extra layers today since it's a bit cold.
Earlier, when Cassel dealt with General Zan and his son Dan, he looked imposing—terrifying even—in every move and every word.
But now, looking at his angelic face…
No matter the angle I look at him from, I can't connect this gentle creature to the man he was before.
He looked so quiet, so beautiful, so obedient.
Like an unbelievably adorable child.
Cassel shifted slightly, tightening his arms around my waist once again, pulling me even closer.
How much closer does he want me? We're already glued together.
"Ah…"
A small sigh escaped me unconsciously.
