"Hm. You're telling the truth… for now."
Her eyes remained suspicious, as though silently warning him not to dare develop any feelings for Donna, but she didn't say anything further.
"Come on, Renlo."
With a huff, she flicked her hair over her shoulder and walked out of the room.
Renlo remained rooted in place, looking to his friend for salvation, but all Malakai gave him was a helpless shrug.
"Renlo!"
He flinched and hurried out of the room, though not without throwing Malakai one last look of betrayal.
Now left alone, Malakai turned back towards the mirror, taking in the clothes he'd chosen for the night. The entire outfit gave off something of a bad-boy look, and after staring at himself for a moment, he sighed.
'What a pain.'
It was going to be a long night.
…
"I said no!"
"But father, I—"
Mamush slammed his fist against the table.
