Chapter 105

~Tornbridge, Morgras~

When they finally left the inn, an hour had long passed. The endless blue sky was cloudless, the sun a burning orb in the sky.

Andras was very close to breaking into a full smile as he led the way to the station, holding onto his and the Angel's travel bags. "I told you, you didn't have to finish it."

Reqiel waddled beside him, he had to unbelt his robe to breathe, his stomach looking like he had placed a bowl over it. "I know, I don't like to waste food." He grumbled, upset for no particular reason.

That was a blatant lie because Reqiel had never hesitated to do just that before, he just wanted to fit in better and that was why he had forced down all the food on his tray and now he deeply regretted his decision.