Arthur stepped forward, getting closer to Deja. She asked him to do that, so of course, he obeyed.
Myla was standing there, watching everything. She was waiting for her moment to get the bloodline—and give some of it to her sister—but she didn't beg for it.
She stood there with her mouth shut.
Arthur had no idea how Deja would unlock his bloodline—or at least, a part of it.
"I can't unlock all of it, as my strength is quite weak, but I can unlock some of it. And to unlock it, well, we must have sex."
"…"
He blinked a few times, unsure if Deja was telling the truth or just saying that to mess with him.
Deja expected Arthur to get excited with it, yet he just stood there and said nothing.
She closed her fists in anger.
"I am not pretty enough? You don't want me?"
Arthur shook his head. "It's not that. Are you saying the truth?"
He was down to fucking her there, sure, but Myla was watching. It made the whole thing a little bit…weird.
"Of course I am."
