Chapter 6 Part 4 | Son in Sorrow | IHGK Book 2
This section is NSFW.
They were in range of the lights now, and Twenna could see her rescuer was a man in late middle age wearing a Lover's rose-colored clothing; row after row of elaborate embroidery at the hems marked him as high-ranked, very high-ranked indeed and yet he still patrolled on Neya's Day. Close-cropped, graying hair crowned his balding head but for a little curl of a queue at his nape; limitless kindness filled his large brown eyes. "Who may I thank for my rescue?" she asked.
"My name is Barik Lover, and it's customary in the Temple to say 'thank you' with a kiss. May I?"
No comments have been added yet.
