The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 730

Chapter 730: Hiding Behind Cold Mask

Rowan and Erin stepped out onto the porch of the cottage. There was a cushioned wooden couch and a few chairs placed for anyone to sit and enjoy the view of the forest and river ahead. Erin’s gaze immediately found Lucian, who was bringing the cleaned game, ready to be cooked.

"You’re really fast with these things, Lucian," Arthur commented.

Lucian said nothing, simply handing the game to Arthur, while Nathaniel added, "He’s spent most of his life in the forest, so he’s familiar with the ways. It’s made him incredibly strong."

Rowan guided Erin to sit on the couch, while Lucian glanced at her. Brother and sister sat on the couch, which Rowan had moved to face the men working ahead. He covered them both with the blanket. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

"Are you feeling cold?" Rowan asked.

Erin shook her head. "Not much."

Rowan draped his arm around her shoulders, letting her rest her head against him for warmth. "Better?"

She nodded.

"How long are you going to take to prepare the meal? My little sister and I are hungry," Rowan called out.

"If you come over here and help, it’ll be faster," Nathaniel replied.

"Someone needs to keep my sister warm, so my apologies," Rowan said with a smug smile, clearly having no intention of helping.

"Brother, I’m fine," Erin spoke softly.

"No, you’re not," Rowan smiled at her. "You need to stay warm."

Thud!

Their attention was drawn to a sudden noise. Lucian had placed a large iron pot filled with burning coal near Erin to keep her warm. He looked at Rowan and said, "This should be enough to keep her warm. You don’t need to trouble your shoulder."

Rowan responded with a playful smile, his gaze mocking Lucian. "Thank you so much, Lucian, for being so thoughtful toward me. But my shoulder can handle the weight of my sister’s tiny head," he said, then glanced at the coal pot. "Care to shift it a little closer to me as well?"

Lucian, suppressing his displeasure, moved the pot a little closer to Rowan while Erin instinctively shifted away from her brother. "I think I’m really warm now," she said.

Rowan didn’t insist but couldn’t help grinning at Lucian’s apparent jealousy. This blockhead finally has some emotions left in him, he thought.

"Lucian, you seem to be a man of many skills, quite worthy of any woman," Rowan remarked. "How about I bring a marriage proposal from my cousin for you? She’s really—"

"Do not bother," Lucian interrupted, his cold glare meeting Rowan’s playful one. "I’m not going to marry just anyone," he added, his gaze briefly passing over Erin, who happened to be looking at him as well, before walking away.

Did he just imply I’m ’just anyone’ and not special enough for him to marry? Erin thought, feeling as though she had just swallowed something bitter. That’s his opinion. I don’t have to feel bad about it. I’m special to my brothers, and maybe I’ll be special to Aron as well.

Rowan looked at Erin. "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," Erin replied, shaking her head.