"I am shocked," Yanarym said. "I'm not angry. I'm just speechless about what happened. I'm sorry. I should have told you."
She inhaled deeply.
With this, she was having second thoughts about bringing him with her to the auction house. She could not possibly bring him to the market as well.
"It's not your fault," Khaleel said. "I was wrong. Do you forgive me?"
Yanarym smiled and shook her head. "Why are you being cute?" She muttered and sighed again.
"You are forgiven. How about this… I will call you when I'm in danger. Since you are fast anyway, you will come and save me on time, right?"
"Mhm."
"Please don't swing your sword around so quickly, all right?"
"I will."
Yanarym smiled wider.
"Anyway, Derop gave me one of his guns. I wonder what model is this." She took the gun from her satchel and handed it to Khaleel. "Do you know?"
