"–I can ask around if you really want to meet her. Though, I can't promise anything. She's the Princess, like it or not."
Heon blinked his eyes, staring at the werewolf boy who looked like an elementary kid, but aged older than he was.
Even so, his mind was buzzing with everything all at once. His heart pounded madly, forcing the blood to flow through his veins. Especially the one down south. His cheeks flamed hot, and the lingering soft touch of a girl's lips refused to leave.
"Besides, just like what master Aaric told, it'd be dumb if you march to her palace without hiding your presence."
He was crazy. Heon couldn't believe it. He wanted to kiss her. In the right way, this time. He wanted her.
"But, it'd be a pain to hide your presence."
How could he become this crazy for one person in the first meeting?
"We could try, though. Given you don't tell the others about my secret mission."
