Zuri was no longer emaciated, she had gained some weight and stopped her habit of throwing up her food after she ate, which was a great progress to get her back on her healthy state, but her healing ability was the one that concerned Khaos.
The peak of being a shifter was; you could heal faster than any average human. Allowed you to fight in a long period of time, since a mere wound would heal almost immediately.
This must be the side affect of the curses. After all, Zuri had been inflicted by ninety nine black magic, it was a miracle to see her still standing and have a presence mind. It was an achievement.
"I like winter too," Khaos replied to her statement.
"Really?" Zuri lifted her head slightly, she looked at him with her black eyes. "Since when?"
"Since a minute ago."
Zuri laughed when she heard that. She was happier right now. "You copied me."
"I like what you like."
"Are you flirting with me?" Zuri squinted her eyes at him playfully. She liked this peaceful morning, resting on top of Khaos’s chest, having this random, meaningless conversation with him and simply laughing at his ridiculous statement.
"We should hold a ceremony for our union. I have marked you." Khaos caressed her mark again absentmindedly. "Let’s have the union once Dacre paid the invoice I sent him."
Zuri laughed even more. "You are so cheap!" She scrunched her nose, feigning disgusted look. "You are using his money for our ceremony?"
"Why not? It doesn’t matter the source of the money. Money is money." Khaos shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and Zuri grinned. She liked it. Rubbing it to the king’s face where his money was going. "More so, it’s your idea to extort the king. I simply make an improvisation."
Zuri wished she could be happy for a long time, she wished she would live after the completion of the beauty blood. Khaos was right. She didn’t want them to take away her memories, she wanted to remember every moment of it, especially the one that she shared with Khaos, just like this peaceful morning, resting on his chest lazily.
Unfortunately, the state of peace Zuri was in right now, was not felt by Nycta.
Dacre just visited her after ten days of his returned. Simply because she refused to eat anything before, he came to see her. She put herself and the baby at risk in this point and if it was the only way for her to get his attention, so be it.
"You are punishing me without even trying to understand my action." Nycta stared at Dacre with hostility. She was sitting on her bed, leaning against the headrest, while Dacre stood next to her, his height was looming over her.
"There is nothing for me to understand. I heard enough to know what excuse you are going to give me."
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