Seraphina rubbed the pink salt on her skin, followed by the sweet minty Verbana before she relaxed on the warmth of the water. Aahh~
. . .
. . .
There was silence for a moment, and only the droplets of her wet hair falling into the water echoed in the room. If Seraphina didn't hear the soft beating of Ryu's heart, she might thought she was alone.
"Hey, Ryu?"
"Hm?"
"Tell me about your mate." Seraphina prompted her head on her palms and looked at Ryu from below. "What's her name, and what is she like?"
Ryu's lips were pressed tight. "Why do you want to know?"
"I'm just curious. I mean, we've been together this far. There should be a level of trust between us now enough to know our life story."
Funny for her to say that when she was hiding something from him.
". . . Her name is Cecily, and she's my master," said Ryu after what seemed like a whole minute that the burning stares of Seraphina penetrated his back.
