"EHH!" Damien was startled and taken aback when this woman suddenly hugged him so intimately. He could feel her supple body pressing against his chest, and already the draconic blood in his body was getting restless.
Still, he didn't lower his guard and simply stood still to see what this woman was going to do.
"Damien, kalan luma…."
However, the longer she kept on hugging him while mumbling some things incoherently, the more he felt less wary of her.
Her touch didn't feel foreign to him, and after the initial surprise subsided, he only became more curious about her.
But since he didn't speak her language, he couldn't even ask anything.
"I am sorry. I forgot you don't speak the nethereal language," The woman said as she took a step back and looked at him with a nostalgic smile.
Damien's brows raised as he asked, "You speak the ethereal language?"
