Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1869

Chapter 1869 Stick and Carrot (Part 1)

"I treat people like my experiments, in the most direct and efficient way." Aerth answered with pride.

"Even Grandma says you are a weirdo and now I understand why." Solus sighed. "I'll come here straight after dinner."

"So it's a date."

"No, I want to be back home early. My father is still a mess and I want to be there to wish him goodnight." She replied.

"We set a place and an hour and you said you will come. That's how a date works." Aerth nodded with a huge grin in his mind, clearly oblivious of the subtext of the entire conversation.

Meanwhile, Lith was already back at the tower and was preparing for the night.

'Gods, saying that the guy is a pain in the ass is an understatement. If I didn't need Aerth for my golems, I'd have already given him the beating of a lifetime.' He thought while trying out different outfits.

He needed something not too elegant to not overdress his companions and bright colored to compensate for his terrible mood. Lith wanted to spend a pleasant evening, maybe vent off a bit, not be a buzzkill.

'I'm actually happy that he's making a move on Solus. Even if they get carried by their old feelings and get back together it will never last. After Solus finally gets some life experiences of her own, if she has to be with an insufferable prick, it might as well be me.'

As it always happened in those cases, Lith was torn.

On the one hand, he wanted Solus to enjoy herself and become her own person instead of just being the accessory at Lith Verhen's finger. On the other hand, he was jealous of her.

Even though their relationship had never had a physical component, the intimacy between them ran deep. They knew each other better than anyone else and, in a way, even better than themselves.

It had made their relationship ambiguous even back when Solus was just a voice in his head and now the boundaries had become much foggier. They had gone from never spending the night in the same bed to doing it every time Solus had a nightmare after Vastor's wedding.

After moving to the Desert and with all that had happened, forcing Lith into exile, she always slept beside him. It created a growing atmosphere of tenderness between them that was further aggravated by their respective recent trauma.

"I'm sorry, man, but I have no clothes fitting for the evening. Can I borrow one of your suits again?" Nalrond entered his room after knocking, snapping Lith out of it.

"Same." Protector's deep baritonal voice said. "I would like to say that it's because I escaped in a rush, but the truth is that I never cared much about fashion and I'm tired of people looking at me funny."

"That's because no one wears hunting clothes in a city, you wolfhead!" Selia's voice came from a distance. "When people see a man of your size dressed for battle, they expect trouble."

"Why didn't you bring him on a shopping spree, then?" Lith yelled.

"Because he's too big! Every piece of clothing has to be tailor made and it costs a lot. We already had troubles making ends meet with two houses, three kids, and too many mouths to feed!" She glared at Slash and Crash, the kids' steeds who contributed to the family budget only with expenses. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

The two beasts whimpered, offering their belly to the alpha in submission.