CHAPTER 117
Kraig was wide awake, had slept for three hours, and therefore had the energy to stay awake for the next two days. He looked at Yanarym who was sound asleep on his arm, she was facing him. He reached out for her hair and brushed them lovingly.
His nerves felt her raw back, he trailed his finger to her spine and she huddled in his arms. "Aurhmsn~" Kraig heard her muffled protest from his touch.
"Sorry," he pulled up the quilt to cover her body. Kissing her head, he smiled and cuddled her naked skin under the blanket. In the end, they weren't able to talk about Lyndon.
By this time, he was sure that Lyndon was occupied at the town hall. His revenge was commencing the ruin for Lyndon's family that would happen not long after today.
Kraig was cognizant that he told Yanarym about his hatred for Lyndon but never told her why. He never saw her hang around with Lyndon.
