Kyllian was sitting at the dinner table staring at the young woman's face, eating his apple and almost forgetting to blink, he then started poking her cheek multiple time. Annoyed, Dag slapped his hand away.

  " Can you stop ?! "

  " I don't think I can, I still can't believe that you turned from what you were before into this. "

  " What's that supposed to mean ? "

  " Nothing, I'm just saying that even though I was starting to get used to how you looked, this is an upgrade. "

  " You really have to learn how to compliment people properly without insulting them at the same time. "

  Kyllian laughed and stood up, he then proceeded to realise an exaggerated reverence.

  " Oh excuuuuuse me princess! I'll learn how to compliment ladies properly from now on ahah! "

  " You can properly go fu - "

  Dag was interrupted by Alyssar entering the hall, closely followed by Yordan and Stowe. After Dag' awakening, Stowe had charged his maids with the responsibility of giving him clothing and care of all of his requests until they figured out what to do. They all sat at the table except Kyllian who was pacing behind Dag. Alyssar let out a heavy sigh.

  " So as you have realised, you were saved by the saradane, technically, you died and were brought back. The side effect was also as you have noticed, your body changed.. "

  " Yes I see that so how do I turn back? "

  " That's not possible .. "

  " WHAT ?! "

  " The change is impossible to reverse, the ritual side effects were unknown to begin with. "

  " There has to be a way to turn me back the way I was! "

  " I'm sorry... "

  Yordan remained silent, he didn't know how to react to seeing his friend like this. Kyllian leaned on Dag shoulder and took a chunk of his apple.

  " Why are you complaining though? You look younger, you look better and also .. " He patted his now flat belly " .. healthier. "

  " Kyllian, I swear to the Creator, I will stab you. "

  " In this body you may be able to catch me but it still won't matter ahah! "

  " You are such a dick. "

  " Since you are a woman now you should like dicks right ? "

  Yordan slammed the table with both of his fists.

  " KYLLIAN! Get out! "

  " What did I do now !? "

  " This is a serious matter and clearly Dag is not fine with how things are now! So if you can't be supportive or at least remain quiet, just leave! "

  Kyllian looked at everyone at the table, all of their eyes were heavily judging him. He shrugged and walked away.

  " Fine, have your little meeting, I was getting bored anyway. "

  Kyllian slammed the door as he left, making the entire wall shake.

  Stowe let out a sigh of annoyance.

  " That young man is a mystery to me, one second he can be the smartest and most tactical person, the next he is blunt, rude, disrespectful and acts like a spoiled teenager.

  Yordan was making circles on the wooden table with his finger.

  " He is complicated, I don't want to find any excuses for him but the way he acted just now is him dealing with the situation in his own way.

  Dagi sniffed up the air and scratched his nose.

  " So what do we do now ? "

  " We will resume the trip, if you are still willing to do so. "

  " Of course! I was more worried that you two were gonna keep going without me. "

  " We would never have done that, how could I survive without your tea ? "

  The two friends laughed, despite Dag looking different, he was still the same. Stowe cleared his throat before speaking.

  " But before you lads leave, there is one last thing I need from you. "

  Dag and Yordan both looked at Stowe in silence, awaiting what he was going to ask of them.

  " I need you to attend the party I'm organising to celebrate our victory over the Arachaes.

  Yordan looked at Dagi and the two smiled.

  " We accept. "

  Still annoyed, Kyllian was mumbling to himself while walking in the corridors.

  " Fuckers really can't take a joke, I need to punch something. "

  He was so deep in his thoughts that he did not see the young woman coming around the corner and bumped into her so hard she fell on the ground.

  " Can't you fucking pay attent - uhh "

  As he was about to explode and insult the woman he stopped himself. He stood there stunned by the her beauty. He had never seen her in the mansion the whole time he was there. She was an extremely pale blonde woman with blue eyes. She was wearing a sleeveless black shirt that was revealing muscular arms for a woman. Still on the ground, she was rubbing her pained back. Kyllian bent over to try and help her up. She looked at his hand and then at him. She then smacked his hand away and stood up while letting a groan of annoyance. She was roughly the same size as him and seemed like a strong person, not only physically but you could see something in her eyes, maturity, discipline and righteousness.

  " Prick. "

  " Excuse me ? "

  " Watch where you are fucking going. "

  She then left as suddenly as she appeared. Kyllian stood there and scratched his head. " She is beautifull but rude as fuck, I like her. ". In a better mood he decided to go train with the guards for the afternoon. The count was kind enough to provide them with horses, so he headed to the stables to get his horse ready. The count had given him a sturdy grey mare called Nivel. Ever since the Arachaes raid he was riding everyday, enjoying her company, spending most of his afternoons taking care of her or going to train. He approached her and the mare jumped around in excitement.

  " Yes girl, I'm happy to see you too, let me get the brush and the saddle. "

  As if she was agreeing, Nivel neighed ever more. Kyllian went inside the small building adjacent to the stables and got Nivel's saddle and a brush, he walked up to her box and lifted the small lock. As soon as he opened the wooden door, Nivel bumped his back with her head.

  " Yes Nivel, you are the greatest mare, now stand still. "

  He walked up to her side and began brushing her. He started by her neck while giving her some caressed behind the ears. For as long as he could remember he wished he had a horse of his own. His smile disappeared as he thought to himself that all of this was temporary. Soon he would have to give all of it back to the count. The sword and the horse were only temporary pleasures he was allowed to have. Shaking his head to make the thoughts go away, he then put the saddle on Nivel and led her outside with the reins. When he stepped outside he heard the next box stallion getting agitated, inside of its box, he could hear a woman's voice.

  " Calm down Lovo! Calm down ! "

  He inquired about what the fuss was about. He looked over the wooden door and saw the blonde woman he bumped into earlier trying to calm down the black stallion. She noticed his shadow and turned around. He was smiling at her but she was obviously not pleased with him standing there.

  " Whatchu lookin at ? "

  " Nothin, I'm admiring your taming skills. "

  " Go admire something else before I kick the door and you with it. "

  " If you do that, this horse will probably kick you next. "

  " Just shuddup and go away, you annoy me. "

  " Thank you, I have been told that I have this talent. "

  She turned around, trying to to ignore him, after a few more minutes, she finally calmed the horse down and put the saddle on him. When she opened the door, she sigh as she saw him smiling at her and waiting.

  " What do you want ? "

  " Nothing, you just seem like an interesting person to talk to. "

  She did a sort of growl and began moving out of the stables, leading her horse by the reins, Kyllian followed her and kept talking.

  " I haven't seen you before, what's your name ? "

  " ... "

  " You don't have a name ? "

  " ... "

  " I heard you speak before, unless you can only speak for a certain amount of time. "

  She suddenly turned around to face him.

  " Do you ever shut up ?! "

  " No. "

  " What did I do to the Creator to deserve this. "

  " At least tell me your name. "

  " Why should I? I don't want to have anything to do with you! "

  " You can know my name. "

  " I don't give a shit what your name is. "

  " I'm Kyllian. "

  " Are you deaf ? "

  " No. "

  She sighed and mounted on her horse, Kyllian mounted on Nivel and began heading for the guard's barracks. Strangely, the woman was going in the same direction. She looked back at him and gave him a disgusted look.

  " Are you following me ? "

  " No I'm just going in the same direction, where are you going ? "

  " Oh my lord! If I tell you will you go away ? "

  " Maybe? "

  " I'm going to the guard's barracks. "

  " No way ! "

  " What? You peasant's ass never saw a woman guard? "

  " I've seen some, just never some like you. "

  " What is that supposed to mean ? "

  " Not as pretty. "

  She was about to insult him but the answer made her pause, he could see the blush coming to her cheeks. They rode together in silence to the guard's barrack. When they arrived, Kyllian noticed that a few of the guards were whispering with each other. The woman let her horse in the courtyard and so did Kyllian. After a few stretches, he began training his sword skills against a dummy. From the corner of his eye, he could see the woman train in hand to hand combat against two opponents. She was moving swiftly and with elegance between the two of them. Delivering light blows to tire them and evading all of the hits. Kyllian was now more focused on her movements than his own training. Each punch was accompanied by a breath. When she was fighting she looked like she was having fun, she was constantly smiling. She was the one in control, each of her move was a reaction to an action she could easily read. Finally she saw him watching her and her smile disappeared. During this second of distraction, one of the guards managed to punch her directly in the face, opening up her lip. Time felt frozen. While the one who landed a punch started to get worried, the woman suddenly grabbed him by the arm and flipped him over her shoulder. As the second one was approaching, she delivered a lightning fast kick to his chin, knocking him out instantly. The second man stood up and tried swinging at her. She ducked under it and as she was turning on herself, delivered a powerful elbow hit to his temple, making him fall instantly to the ground. Slightly out of breath, she walked to the table next to the training area to get some water, as she sat down she sighed when she noticed Kyllian approaching her with a smile.

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  " You fight well. "

  " Hm. "

  " Too bad you got hit. How is the lip ? "

  " It's fine! And it's because of you that I got hit, you distracted me. "

  Kyllian started smirking as he laid back in his chair.

  " You find me distracting ? "

  Realising what she had just said, she blushed and drank her water while looking away. .

  " Are you sure you don't want to tell me your name ? "

  " Are you sure you can't live without knowing my name ? "

  " I'll have trouble sleeping if I don't. "

  " Then prepare to have only nightmares. "

  " Oh come on, there has to be a way ! "

  " Ok, you are so annoying that I want to punch you, so I tell you what, we fight until one of us gives up. ?o time, no points, no weapons. If I lose, I give you my name, If you lose you - "

  " I won't lose, let's go ! I'm pumped up ! "

  She sighed again, realising she may have made a bad decision. When she got up, Kyllian was already in position and ready to fight. She faced him and stretched her neck.

  " You really don't want to know what I want if I win? "

  " You aren't gonna win but do tell. "

  " If I win, I want you to tell me why you have those bandages. "

  Kyllian tilted his head to the side " why are they all so curious about it ? ". One of the guards who acted as a referee started the countdown.

  " Three, two, one, fight ! "

  Instantly, Kyllian rushed towards her as fast as he could and aimed for her legs to sweep her off the ground. As if she was ready for it, she jumped and put her hand on his head to flip over him. When he turned around he was met with a kick straight to the solar plexus resulting in him losing his breath. She then did the same maneuver as she did to the guard and grabbed his arm to flip him over her shoulder. Kyllian was surprised by her strength more than her knowledge in combat. As he was getting flipped, he made use of his flexibility and bent his legs to land safely. This time it was his turn to put her on the ground. He grabbed her by the waist and brought her down with him. Thinking he could overpower her on the ground, he placed himself on top of her. As he was ready to punch her, she brought her knees closer and pushed on her arms to raise her body vertically, she then laced her legs around his head and began to squeeze him. The placement of her legs was cutting the circulation from the blood to his head. " She is trying to make me pass out! ". Gathering his strength, he lifted her off the ground and slammed her back down, she groaned in pain but barely released her grip on him. Kyllian lifted her again and as he was about to be slammed she placed her hands on the ground. Tensing her abdominal muscles and using her legs, she made him lose balance and almost made him faceplant the hard ground. Still with her legs around his head, she was on top of him and began punching him in the face. He protected himself with his left arm and began punching her in the ribs with his right. One of his punches made her flinch harder and he could feel her grip lessen. Finally he switched and aimed for her face with his left and managed to get her off him. The two of them were now covered in dirt and bruises were beginning to form on their skin. Out of breath, they walked in a circle, staring at each other. She was smiling at him for the first time.

  " Not too bad, but you seem tired. "

  " I'm good ! "

  " You might wanna take a break. "

  As an answer, he raised his fists.

  " I can do this all day. "

  She laughed and took a fighting stance.

  " So do I. "

  Two hours had passed ever since they had started fighting, neither of them was backing down. The court had turned into their battleground. The few divisions that weren't on duty had come out to cheer on them and a crowd had formed during the afternoon and into the evening. They both were completely dirty and bruised but still smiling as they were trading blows. Covered in cuts and dripping with fresh and dried blood they had stopped defending and were now completely on the offensive. Each time she would get a hit on him he would respond with one. Finally Tsirek arrived, he noticed the ongoing fight and inquired about it.

  " What is going on here ? "

  " Oh Hi captain, they started fighting a few hours ago, made a sort of bet or whatever. "

  " Well they are gonna have to stop, I have to talk to Kyllian. "

  Tsirek entered the circle made around the fighters and as they noticed him they both stopped.

  " Kyllian, the count wants to see you, he has something to tell you, also, tomorrow night is organised a party to celebrate the victory against the Arachaes. "

  " I pass. "

  " You cannot refuse, you are the honored guest. "

  " I said I pass, I don't really like parties. "

  " There is also a funeral organised before to honor the fallen. "

  Kyllian paused for a few seconds, he was under the judgemental look of not only Tsirek and the woman but also a few guard's divisions.

  " I will attend then. "

  " Great, come back to the mansion quickly. " He then turned towards the woman'' As for you, I thought I told you that training was forbidden until you saw the doctor, she asked me to bring you back. "

  The woman sighed in annoyance.

  " Yeah yeah." She looked at Kyllian and smiled. " We will finish our fight later, it's a tie. "

  " Pffff, I totally won this, look at you. "

  " We can talk about it while we ride back. "

  " Yeah sure. "

  They both headed towards their horses and once they were ready, they headed back to the mansion.

  Once he was back home, Kyllian headed for the baths. This day must have been the most fun he had in a while. He could not see time pass as he was fighting her. When he was done with his bath, he quickly dressed himself, wrapped his arms and went to look for the count. As per usual he was in his workshop. Kyllian knocked and after hearing a faint response which sounded more like a grunt he opened the door. Stowe was hunched over his table, meticulously placing a small gemstone in a silver ring. Kyllian waited for him to be done and to turn towards him to ask what he wanted.

  " So, you wanted to see me ? "

  " Yes, It's about this. " Stowe leaned to the side and grabbed something Kyllian recognized instantly. The sword he had used during the raid. " Do you recognize it ? "

  " Yes, am I in trouble ? "

  " No, I simply wanted to explain to you that this sword is quite important. It belonged to my grandmother, this sword was forged using the rare minerals in the ground which give it this peculiar sound. I was never much of a fighter but I can recognize good craftsmanship. This sword is a special sword for special individuals. "

  " I know I should have asked before taking it but it just felt like it was calling me, it felt natural to hold it. "

  " Hmm, I see, well take a look. "

  Stowe took the sword out but no sound came from it as it was exposed to the air, Kyllian tilted his head to the side.

  " It didn't make a sound. "

  " Indeed, when my father held it, he could not make it make this peculiar sound either. " He sheathed the sword again and gave it to Kyllian. " Try it. "

  " Are you sure ? "

  " I'm telling you to do it, go ahead. "

  Kyllian took the sword out of its sheath and it made a sort of screeching and piercing sound. Stowe smiled as he looked at him with a surprised look.

  " Ahah I knew it ! Tsirek was not lying. "

  " What do you mean ? "

  " You are a rare breed young man. "

  Suddenly on his guard, Kyllian stood there in silence. Stowe remained on his chair.

  " Don't panic, your secret is safe, so this is why you have those bandages, you are a mage. "

  " Don't tell anyone please. How did you know ?"

  " I won't, I don't know why you want it to be a secret, but I won't violate your trust. My grandmother was a witch and the sword answers to magic. Before passing out, Tsirek remembers seeing flames on your hands and he was sure that those weren't torches. I know this may seem strange but .. I want you to keep the sword. "

  " Why? Wouldn't it be better to give it to someone in your family? "

  " I have no one in my family who will put it to good use but I ask one thing of you. "

  " What is it ? "

  " As it's new owner, you have to name it. "

  " Why would I name a sword ? "

  " My grandmother explained to me that it was kind of a pact between the mage and the magic artifact, naming it strengthens the bond between you and it. Making it even more efficient. "

  Kyllian nodded and looked at the blade for a few seconds. " What could I use for a name ? ". As he was slowly pacing, he looked at the sword again, dark handle, silver strings, the sound it makes when it's out. He then gasped as he finally found the name.

  " I got it ! "

  " So what is it ? "

  He looked at the blade with intensity.

  " I name you, Raven. "

  All of a sudden, a strong light blinded the two of them, in the sword was being engraved an inscription. Kyllian looked at the sword and strange symbols were now on the blade. He looked at Stowe.

  " Is .. is it normal ? "

  " I have no idea, I have never seen this. "

  " I will tell you if anything else happens with it then. "

  " No problem, that was all I wanted to discuss, tomorrow is the funeral and the party, as a result I can't have you going anywhere so please stay in the vicinity of the mansion.

  " Ok. "

  " Good, goodnight Kyllian. "

  " Good night to you too. "

  Kyllian exited the room and after such a long and exhausting day, he passed out the second he lied in bed.

  Standing in the cold again. The woman slowly slid her hand on the frozen sheets covering her luxurious bed.

  " Again, I felt it again, this whisper, this voice, this " screech ". Where is it coming from ? Why do I hear it ? It's very strange. Yesterday I managed to keep alive one of the villagers long enough so he could tell me why they keep sending people to my castle. 'To protect ourselves from you' he dared to say. Unbelievable, I only defend myself, but it seems that I will have to go on the offensive, filthy humans. "

  The next day, Kyllian did not see the mysterious blonde woman for the whole day. He attended the funeral which honored the fallen guards during the raid. After what, he had to be present during Stowe's party. The hall was filled with guests. Maids were running among the tables to provide refills of food and drinks. With a pint of ale in his hand, Kyllian was casually walking on the sides of the room until someone bumped into him from behind almost causing him to spill his entire drink. He turned around and was ready to spit in the face of whoever did it but like the day before he came face to face with the mysterious blonde woman. She stood out comparatively to the other guests as she was wearing the most simple leather pants and white shirt. All the other people were wearing fancy clothing but she was there, standing out even though she was not trying to. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Her bruises from the day before were still visible and so was her cut on her lips. He laughed and took a sip of his drink.

  " You look terrible ".

  She then snatched his drink and downed all of it in one go.

  " You should see the other guy. "

  " That's my drink you just finished. "

  " Oh ? So what are you gonna do about it hmm ? "

  " I'll go get another and you are coming with me, I'll defeat you in a drinking contest. "

  " You're on ! "

  Yordan was walking in the corridor and stopped in front of a door. " Come on Yor, you have to talk to her, it's not that scary, you have done it before. " He knocked on the door and heard a faint 'yes' coming from the other side. He entered the room and looked around in the barely lit bedroom. He could make up the shape of someone under the blanket. He sighed and approached the bed. He gave the blanket a poke with no response. He sat on the ground and looked at the ceiling.

  " Dag, you can't just stay in your room all day. "

  " Yes I can. "

  " Come on, the party is great, the people are nice, they have great food. "

  " I'm not hungry ! "

  A stomach growl instantly betrayed Dag, Yordan chuckled at the timing of this event.

  " Why aren't you coming ? "

  " I don't like parties, I don't like people and OH , I GOT TURNED INTO A WOMAN !! "

  " Yes it's tragic but at least you are alive, you are going to have to live and face people eventually. "

  " I just .. I just don't want people to think I'm different inside .. I'm scared.. What if I slip up and they discover I'm an anomaly? What if people decide to hurt me because I'm trapped in this body ? "

  " It won't happen. "

  Dag flipped the blanket and wiped some of his tears.

  " How do you know ?! "

  Yordan got up and hugged his friend.

  " Because I'm there you idiot! As long as me and Kyllian are here, nothing will happen to you. So come to the party and socialize ok ? "

  " Promise ? "

  " I promise, plus you're pretty, people won't be mean to you. "

  " Idiot.. "

  " Ahah come on! "

  Dag got up from the bed and followed Yordan to the main hall, after a few minutes, Alyssar joined them and began talking to Yordan. Still not completely comfortable, Dag was trying to find an isolated spot to spend the time. Before he could do so, a young man stopped him and started talking to him.

  " Hello milady. "

  " Hi .. "

  " Shy ? "

  " Well, I don't really do well at parties and I'm just not having much fun. "

  " Well, that makes two of us, I heard they defeated the creatures but I wanted to ask the count if I could resume my experiments if the mines were to open again. "

  " Experiments ? What kind ? "

  " Oh I use gemstones in different inventions of mine and I try to use them for diverse purposes, some gemstones can conjure elements and we can use them to make our everyday life easier ! "

  " This is fascinating, I myself am an engineer and have made a few contraptions "

  " What a surprise ! You are a woman of many talents, it seems miss ..?

  " Da- hmm, Maggie! "

  She held out her hand as she smiled at him.

  " Maggie Hills. "

  Kyllian was stumbling all over the place in some corridors, completely bent over because he was laughing at the blonde woman puking her guts out of one of the mansion's windows.

  " Ahah ! I won !! "

  " Shut up ! "

  He began jumping around her to celebrate his victory.

  " My stomach is still full ! My stomach is still fu - oh shit .. "

  Jumping all over the place had made him feel suddenly nauseous, he opened a window and puked the content of his stomach a few times, the woman was now laughing at him.

  " See ? It's a tie ! "

  " Ok .. "

  " Come with me ! I have to show you something. "

  She took him by the hand and led him to the roof of the building. The full moon was providing a lot of light. Under them they could see the guests talking or dancing in the courtyard. The young girl sat down and invited him to sit beside her. His drunken state was making it hard to move around properly. He didn't sit down as much as he just let himself fall next to her.

  " So, tell me, why the bandages ? "

  " Why do you want to know ? "

  " Because it's intriguing. "

  Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was her reassuring smile but he didn't feel like hiding around her. In the moment he thought it could be a mistake but it was one his sober self will have to deal with.

  " Ok, but you have to promise to never tell anyone ok ? "

  " Promise. "

  Kyllian slowly unwrapped the bandage from his right hand and showed her his burnt and scarred hand. Slowly she took his hand and began looking at it from all angles.

  " What happened to you ? "

  " Just watch ok. "

  He took his hand away from her and slowly, lit it on fire. She watched the flames dance on his hand, fascinated by the phenomenon.

  " Wow. A human male who can conjure magic? I thought it was impossible ..."

  " Yeah, crazy right? When I was five years old, one of my many dads started beating on my mom. I just lost it. I was so angry at him, at her, at myself for being so weak and unable to do anything. That's when it happened for the first time. My arms caught fire but I was not afraid, I used them to beat him and torch him, but I can only summon the flames when I'm angry. "

  " You were angry just now ? "

  " I always have a reason to be angry, I just think about the things that piss me off. Next thing I know, the whole village burned down and the folks of the villages near ours called me Ashstep. "

  " Damn, I'm sorry to hear this, why do you keep it such a secret? Isn't it cool? "

  " Not really. By body can't handle my flames for very long without sustaining damage. I can basically make a torch but if I use it to attack, I burn myself. My arms have not been my arms for years now. I fear that sometimes I may lose control of my flames and that they would consume me entirely. "

  " How do you calm yourself ? "

  " I think of my mom. "

  " How was she ? "

  Kyllian touched the pendant that was under his shirt and clenched it.

  " She was .. harsh, she wanted me to be perfect, said I had a mission. And I'm currently accomplishing it. Finally, thanks to my traveling companions I'm closer than ever. But sometimes when I think of my mom, I just remember her disgusted look of me. When she would watch my burns she was reminded that I was .. a freak.. "

  The young woman took his hand and placed it on her cheek, feeling his scars.

  " You have very soft hands. "

  For some reason, her saying that made him tear up a little, realising he was letting his defense down, he took back his hand and wrapped it again. The woman brushed her hair back behind her ears and bit her fingernails.

  " I'm sorry. "

  " No no, it's ok, you know what? I don't even want to know your name, I want something else. "

  " What is it ? "

  Kyllian placed his hand on her cheek and got closer to her face.

  " Just wait and see. "

  " Kyllian I don't think it's a good id- "

  She was interrupted by Kyllian's kiss on her lips, it was not a forceful kiss but it was a passionate one. Not wanting to reject him abruptly, she gently placed her hands on his shoulders and moved him away. She then stood up and turned her back on him. He then stood up too and placed his hands on her waist, kissing her neck, without meaning too she let out a slight moan. Realising the situation was going to escalate, she pushed him away.

  " Stop. You're drunk! "

  " What? Am I that bad? "

  " No it's not that .. I thought, I thought we could just discuss and it would not turn strange, I messed up. "

  " Not it's me. "

  " I should not feel what I feel right now, it's not normal. "

  " What do you feel ? "

  She looked at him and pointed at her crotch.

  " I feel this tingle and I want you to hug me and kiss me again, I have never felt like this before. "

  " You a virgin? That's not a problem for me. "

  " No it's not that dammit you idiot ! "

  " What is it then ? "

  She marked a long paused and looked him in the eyes .

  " You really don't know me? "

  " I never saw you before .. "

  She came closer to him and kissed him on the lips.

  " You know my name. "

  " How could I know your na- "

  " Shhh. The first time we met .. " She paused and looked to the side before looking at him in the eyes again. " ..I called you a whoreson. "

  A few seconds passed and Kyllian's eyes widened as he realised who he had been spending this whole time with.

  " Mika ? "