Malakai made his way out of his room and outside the manor. There, waiting just at the front of the gate was Renlo, along with Karla, Kiana and Unoa.
The latter trio bowed deeply and greeted the moment Malakai approached.
"Ninth vein."
Acknowledging them with a curt nod, Malakai turned to Renlo, baffled to see the boy somewhat flustered.
"What happened?"
The question came with numerous reactions that made Malakai raise an eyebrow. Karla and Unoa glanced at each other with obvious amusement.
Kiana's face had turned beet red. She stared at the ground like she wanted nothing more than to be deep in the earth.
And Renlo, well, to Malakai, his weird friend was perhaps the most telling of all. He sent nervous glances towards Kiana, a smile plastered across his face.
'Of course.'
Malakai shook his head. It would appear his friend was afflicted with the same disease that had taken most men.
"Stop flirting," Malakai said bluntly. "We're going to be late."
