Titan was clearing the area of wildlife, as Aron was making the finishing touches to the tourist trap.
It happened... overnight.
The fallen trees were cleared away by golems I hadn’t created!
And there were tree houses in the trees which had survived! Sothing that must have cost him a fortune!
Not to ntion...
I sighed.
Ok, maybe this was not sothing that I should be envious about. He wanted to help and left his dungeon for .
It was love... perhaps it had been born from the soul bond we both shared at the start, but...
"Hm... and this is... quinoa cake?" For the life of , I had no idea why Nick still wanted to stay here and not hunt Titan.
Titan, who looked like a handso and tall blond pale vampire, with lovely blue eyes.
It was almost like Nick wanted the strange being to enter the harem! Sothing he was still trying to do.
"The runes, Nick!" Now that he was this close to , sothing he hadn’t been in a long ti, I could sense that he was giving off the sa mana as the chopper rune he was sitting next to. "Why gift them to ?"
"I... I’ve been using the teleportation rune," he mumbled. "To get the food you send off into the void."
I began to blink.
"But... that food was supposed to go to a good cause!" I protested. "It was right there, on the first note!"
I took out my most treasured possession. It was a golden piece of paper, not made from gold, but still sprayed with golden dust.
It was written so beautifully that even back then, as hopelessly as I was, I was ready to swear eternal love!
Here is the note! The dearest words ever spoken to !
Dear Sylvan the Nymph,
I have slt your cooking from afar and would like a slice of that apple pie you are baking. Please — use this rune to send off so of your food for a good cause!
You must have a kind heart, to cook from sunrise to sunset! I... am on a diet, but I want to taste your cooking!
Just once!
With love,
N.
"You said that my cooking was good enough to cheat on your diet with!" I roared. If that was a lie, so help , I was going to get my frying pan, and...
"Your cooking saved ," he whispered, as he helped himself to another slice of cake. "Good stuff."
Desmond was eyeing the cake as well, but he was making no moves towards it.
No, he was lying in Nate’s lap and just staring at it with longing. Patting his bulging stomach from ti to ti.
Should I take him running? Could he even run, as full of cake as he was?
Honestly, he looked like the favorite child of a grandmother after Yule!
Even if he got fat, I would still love him. Because he loved . It was as simple as that.
But it wasn’t good for his health!
I was even ready to put him on a diet, I shudder to even think about it, but I was ready!
"Do you have any idea how many calories a Boliarin has to eat per day?" Nick touched my hand, taking out of my musings.
"No?" I was still out of it. The fear that Desmond might end up having to prick his finger every day and get potions from witches was a very real thing.
There were so things not even I could joke about. Sickness born of bad nutrition was one of them.
I felt cold, my bottom lip was wobbling.
"And if you weren’t so determined to send enough food for an entire army, the soldiers would have starved the first couple of months," he continued, which made look at him.
"You... shared my food?" I mumbled. He nodded. "Did you also tell Solas that I hadn’t paid my taxes?"
He nodded once more.
"Why?" It was a strange thing for him to do. Didn’t he say he loved ? That he wanted to beco a mber of the Foodie Nymph Harem?
"I wanted to see you up close," Nick closed the distance between us, but his fingers ghosted over my body. Not touching. Just feeling the air over my limbs. "To finally talk to you. You... you rember what I was, right?"
I nodded. That horror of a man who looked more dead than alive was difficult to forget.
"And you gave back this," he pointed at his face, a silly grin on his lips.
A light reached his eyes, they began to twinkle!
I couldn’t help it; I poked him on the nose.
"Sylvan?" A chuckle escaped him.
"You love ?" I asked him, but I already knew the answer. "Silly man! I’ve loved you since the first chopper rune let make an entire cauldron of stew for half the ti!"
Nick’s eyebrow rose.
"Oh?" His hands finally took a hold of .
I placed my hand on his cheek, caressing it.
"But," my gentle smile turned vicious. "You ratted out to Solas! He could have killed !"
Nick just sighed. It was a long and mournful sigh. So, as if he were certain that he’d lose after he told the next piece of information.
"There is nothing Solas wouldn’t give ," Nick closed the distance between us, capturing my lips.
That cliffhanger was sothing that got so mad, I opened my mouth to protest.
I already had a few choice words I was going to tell him!
He used the opportunity to shove his tongue into my mouth and turn my legs into jelly.
The next mont, the rest of the harem began to crowd us...
Hm...
It was nice, I had to admit. But darn, what was with Solas giving everything to Nick? Nick the Farr? The weakest of the Boliari?
As if!
He was probably trying to make himself seem more important!
Still... he kissed very well...
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