"Mel, darling!"
The burly young boy raised his head and looked into the slender girl's eyes. If Kristin had seen him four years ago when his village was ransacked, and his family murdered, she might have known that there was no difference between his looks now and back then.
Although the Blessing of the Forest and the mental improvement brought about by inheriting his grandfather seemed to cover up what had happened in the past, the subconscious emotions were revealed at such moments.
"I have been waiting for a long time to talk about this!"
Mel, who realized that his lover was not surprised, let out a deep breath. He was so immersed in his thoughts that he thought that those around him, even his lover, with whom they shared the same bed, was unaware of his situation.
"Maybe you are not aware of it, but you have changed a lot since the moment you started to collect herbs for Kasper. You laugh less; you think more!"
