"Mel, darling!"
The burly youth raised his head and looked into the slender girl's eyes. If Kristin had seen him four years ago when his village was ransacked, and his family murdered, she might have known that there was no difference between his looks now and back then.
Although the Blessing of the Forest and the mental improvement brought about by inheriting his grandfather's legacy seemed to cover up what had happened in the past, subconscious emotions revealed themselves at such moments.
"I have been waiting for a long time to talk about this!"
Mel, who realized that his lover remained unfazed, let out a deep breath. He was so immersed in his thoughts that he believed those around him, even the lover sharing his bed, remained unaware of his situation.
"Maybe you are not aware of it, but you have changed a lot since the moment you started to collect herbs for Master Kasper. You laugh less; you think more!"
