Lying To Huria

"You have absolutely no idea how cute you are, do you now?" He patted her head again, his eyes bunched up in amusement as he resumed his seat.

"Some other time but you are making lunch as a penalty." His words brought her relief and she sighed before taking her hands away from her very pinkish face. She took a peek at him.

"Gladly," she chirped, anything to avoid having her cheeks pulled.

"It's my turn now. When you saw me after so many years, did you recognise me?" She shyly asked.

"I did, you left a long-lasting impact. I would recognise these flaming hair and gentle eyes anywhere. You have no clue how difficult it has been for me to refrain myself from telling you."

He didn't elaborate on the part where he had meticulously planned their meeting for eight years. Where he toiled hard every day to become a powerful man so he could liberate her.