Swan's body stiffened.
"Y-you don't need to promise me that. It's not good to make a promise you can't fulfill," Swan said.
Gale's lips thinned, but he said nothing as he simply grabbed Swan's wrist and forced her to keep her palm on his bloody cheek.
Gale closed his eyes as he wanted to feel her touch, and just as he expected, Swan truly had the magic touch that made him feel at ease.
Just one touch from her was enough to assure him that his feelings weren't fake.
He truly wanted her to be his destined one.
"You should rest. I know you haven't slept since yesterday," Gale said. "I'll go to my private lake to wash up. We can rest together after that."
"Mm… okay…"
Gale let go of her wrist and jumped off the window, heading to the private lake to wash up the filth on his body.
