Chapter 326 - Glass Treasure P3 (1/2)

Lyn wakes up startled in the middle of the night. She wakes up feeling a heavyweight on her body when Lyn opened her eyes; she saw a shocking sight. It was Rhys, of course, but something was different, he had her hands pinned upwards.

”Huh, you woke up?” Rhys mumbled.

She slowly nodded her head and realized that Rhys didn't intend to let her ho.

”Rhys, what is this supposed to be?”

”Hm? What does it look like? I'm thinking of ways to tie you up,” Rhys took something out that looked like a blindfold and rope.

”Dummy, I can see that, but I'm asking for the reason why,” she questioned. Her tone filled with uncertainty. What is he up to now? He seemed just fine right before she fell asleep.

”You're supposed to be on prohibition unless you know. Although your actions moved everyone, not even they can bend the rules too much,” Rhys trails off, ”Besides, this is a lenient punishment. The worst-case scenario would be them sealing away your voice. But since this happened after the older geezers deflected. Prince Andrew bent a few rules for your sake.”

He makes a point there. But Rhys knew about her prohibition? Not even Kazuya knew about it. Then again, that shouldn't be a surprise to her already. How many things does Rhys know about her that Kazuya doesn't.

”Why do you have to tie me up?”

”Mm, I wonder why.”

”Rhys, if you're doing this because of your strange fetish. Even you'd get in trouble.”

”Lyn…”

Is he going to touch her? Even if it's through these means, she won't mind. Lyn shook her head, what ridiculous things is she thinking?

Oh he's close now. Feeling his gentle touch across her cheek, a sigh of content escapes his her lips. He's always been so very silly. ”Well, there's a reason for this other than my fetish. I went on a bit of a killing spree recently.”

” . . . . . ”

So that's why his beautiful flames are shackled.

”It seems like you are no longer surprised. Say, do you know why I'm telling you this?” Rhys places his hand on her cheek. His cool hands

”I want to know how you feel. These hands that you're starting to like are much are more filthy than you think. Can you bear these hands to touch you every day?”

Lyn immediately understood where he was coming from. He's trying to say he is filthy. The look in his eyes seems so cold; his gaze seems so dark. But, even then Lyn didn't look away from him once. With a determined look on her face, she kept her eyes on him.

Sure enough, Rhys suddenly pulled back from her and sighed. ”You really are making this difficult for me. I thought I could persuade you to go back.”

”Why are you so against this?” Rhys may be worried about her. But he usually doesn't express such unusual concern.

”The direction we're heading in is where the next case will take place. I was worried that you're not recovered enough to fight.” Rhys admitted.

Ah, Lyn's gaze softened, and she buried her face in his back. ”Well, I understand now. But I still want to go. There are things I can do now that my existence is slowly out in the open. I won't miss my opportunity. I do understand what your thinking. These days it feels like this body is no longer my own. When that happens, I become afraid.”

”Lyn…”

”But you know Rhys, that's fine with me. I have you and so many other people to support me now.”

The reason why she's able to come out of her shell now is because of the people who care about her.

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