Chapter 429 – Drifting Among The Clouds
[NO!! DARLING! NOOOO!]
Marvela was finally awake from her slumber, and Cassius winced heavily at the sheer volume of her voice inside his mind.
He barely managed to suppress a curse.
"What?" Isolde asked, noticing.
"Nothing," he replied, doing his best to ignore Marvela's shouting while Ananke and Tysche tried to drag her into silence, the three goddesses looking like sisters who had never gotten along. "It's just Marvela acting out again. She's shouting at me, telling me not to cut my hair."
"Because she is the one who decides what MY husband's hairstyle should be?" Isolde asked, her voice suddenly so low it was almost inaudible.
Cassius had come to realize that whenever his wife's voice became like that, it usually meant she was irritated.
