"Did you cut your hair?"
The youth receiving the man's words stilled. Silver pupils slightly quivered not in fear but surprise. He had only cut a small portion of the ending locks of his hair, and he didn't think it would be even noticeable. Furrowing his brows, Moulin didn't think it would be possible to lie in front of Hadrian. There wasn't even a good reason for him to lie. A corner of Moulin's lips lifted.
"A little bit, yes. It was part of a bargain."
When he heard this, Hadrian's eyes narrowed. Without breaking eye contact, he raised his chin. His hand reached out to
