#Chapter67
---Apparently Yule has a thing for birds that poop on my face-03
My hands fell on my sides and I looked at Yule, gluing my opened wide eyes at him, as shock was clear on my face.
The life to break the link. He said that.
I’m jumped up from the ground, still looking at Yule like I just found out he actually he is the freaking Sleeping Beauty.
/"Okay, now you’re scaring me./" Yule stood up and took a few steps backwards like proving what he just said. But more than scared he looked uncomfortably awkward.
But I couldn’t talk. A million things were running through my head and I was having a hard time to sort my thoughts.
You’re lucky there are people who know who Rodor really is.
/"Can you please stop freaking me out?/" And NOW he sounded scared. His eyes were opened wide and he was backing away from me as I unconsciously was walking forward. Only then did I notice that.
