"Ummm… Mikel…" Sylvia hesitantly muttered, running her fingers through the golden locks of the man lying on her lap, who was quick to respond to her, albeit with his eyes still closed.
"Yes, dear?"
"Won't you get in trouble for being here with me… like this… when so many people are there in the castle…?"
"Hmmm?"
"Someone might see us… Maybe Priscella or one of her maids?"
"Let them see?"
"Hey. I am being serious here." Sylvia pinched the nonchalant smug face of the devil on her lap. "I am alright. You don't have to stay here and risk everything for me."
"Huh? Quite self-centered, are we? I am staying here for me. Not for you. It sucks for me when I am away from you."
He then pulled the woman down to capture her mouth with his, kissing her softly and gently. "See… I can't do this whenever I want if I am away from you." Mikel sighed.
