Lancelot's hand stopped the passionate approach of Milvar, and his eyes seemed to have changed, no longer filled with doubt and lack of confidence.
"I understand what Rena said and will consider your offer, but for me, there are women I am already making insecure by leaving with you now. Please understand, tonight there are two women I have already decided to spend it with."
Milvar wasn't upset because the gaze from his eyes that never left hers was only temporary rejection, and they had no disgust or dislike inside them.
Lancelot was just that type of man, "Haha, I see you are you, and Rena is Rena. Understood? Let me show you with my skill and power and win your affection that way."
"Don't think your words meant nothing. If not for you, I might have spent this night brooding over stupid things. I won't forget, Milvar."
