Kael barely had time to catch his breath when Elion tilted her head to the side, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous malice—not malice, but that childish mischief of someone who loves to tease just to see the reaction.
She smiled slowly.
Very slowly.
"You're overthinking, my love."
Kael froze.
"W-who's overthinking?? Me?? No—no—I didn't think anything!"
Elion brought her face closer to his like a curious cat, her smile widening.
"Oh, so you didn't think anything?"
Her voice came softly, melodiously, almost sung.
"Funny… because I heard every single word."
Kael paled instantly.
"Heared what exactly?? Because I didn't—I didn't—you're imagining things!!"
She giggled—the most dangerous giggle in the world: sweet, innocent, completely devoid of limits. "Kael," she sighed, stroking his cheek, "I'm your mother. I hear everything that goes through that beautiful little head of yours since you were born."
"THAT'S THE PROBLEM!!"
