If it was before, such a thing might have disturbed him, he has even frightened him, but he had seen so much, this just made him curious.
Rowan had also not detected any malice from the gaze, merely something similar to his own—Curiosity.
Whatever the female that was birthed by his bloodline was, she was different from his Ouroboros Serpent. He did not fear this difference, for if his plans were to be actualized with this bloodline, what he needed was not another hammer, but a scalpel.
He heard a series of soft knocks on the door, it was Diane announcing the meals were ready and he stood up. This was a habit that Rowan was determined to still keep.
Opening the door, he smiled at her, and she grinned. Balance was necessary for everything in life.
Rowan enjoyed the meal and the discussion that followed. The family were far more lively in their discussions with him, and Diane was a fountain of wit and comedy.
He was also surprised that Trevor was something of a musician himself, as he sang a raunchy pub song with a deep baritone. Olga blushed while Diane looked around the table, clearly missing the subtle sexual undertones in the lyrics.
Rowan was sure that what also lowered their inhibitions around him was the wine he gave them, although it was slight, the alcohol slowly crept over them, and they lost themselves in the delight of a good meal in a warm kitchen.
And for the first time in what seemed like forever, Rowan smiled.
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At the field of battle that Rowan's Ouroboros Serpent just left, the two-Second Circle Dominators spoke to their Commanders and applauded them for their competence in battle, they also praised the rest of the soldiers for their valor, promising a feast tonight, which brought a loud cheers from the audience.
They smiled and talked to everyone within their sight after consoling the commanders for the losses of their soldiers, the male was the one who was clearly in charge, and his voice was not loud, but it reached every single Dominator in the field.
After he felt he was done, he proceeded to fly towards the floating tent and the woman rested her head on his shoulder as they flew over.
She stretched out her hand, and making a gesture, she dispersed the enchantment covering the tent, and they entered inside, a flash of light again showed they had re-engaged the enchantments once more.
The moment they left the gaze of the soldiers, their countenance changed and they both began to shiver, and cold sweat poured from their brows.
The state of the woman was worse, as her legs seemed unable to support her waist and she collapsed bonelessly onto a padded chair, while massaging her brows and giving out small moans of pain. After a while, their condition recovered, but the fear did not leave their eyes.
"What the hell is that Melusine." The man shivered again and turned to the woman, he came behind her and began rubbing her shoulders and massaging her neck, "I have never felt anything like that before."
"I don't know Lyosos." She weakly replied, "But the presence of something like that makes the situation on this Continent dangerous. I think we should leave this place as soon as possible. Whatever that thing was, this Continent should be its Domain."
"Did you catch sight of it?" Lyosos said, as the fear in his eyes had slowly begun to retreat and a hint of contemplation began taking its place. The act of massaging the body of the partner made him relax, and it seemed to have the same effect on her.
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