"Him? The one you roll in bed with?"
Nevan's face contorted into a sadistic smile disguised as simple mockery. "Half the academy saw him carry you away that day, not even letting the healers touch you."
They what?
This was the first time he was hearing this. Well, since he was unconscious, someone had to carry him out, and clearly the kids couldn't do it. But if that works something as an argument, so be it.
"You have him wrapped around your finger; of course he'd say whatever you tell him to."
Reis smiled, skillfully grabbing onto Yvaion's hand. "So you do know the kind of relationship I have with him."
It was Ceron's turn to be taken aback. Not only him, but half the crowd was shocked by the sudden revelation, more so the display of closeness.
"Isn't it obvious?" Nevan asked in reply.
Reis raised his eyebrows. "And you still say you are trying to win back my heart?"
