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Chapter 79: Unexpected Proposal
Langrion began to reveal his painful thoughts to Shia. “It’s not the wedding that worries me... It’s you... What if the Ancient Evil sways you to come to his side, hmm? I will be the only one in the losing end here if that happens...”
That’s right... Who was to say that Shia would not get tempted to come to the Ancient Evil’s side? Once she gets trapped with him, would she be able to resist him? They have been lovers since the olden times. The goddess that occupies Shia’s body has a long history with the Ancient Evil. Wouldn’t she be swayed if they come face to face with each other?
She turned her face towards him. “How can he sway me? I don’t love him. If I can be swayed, then I should have joined him when we were at the ball or when he tried to take me away at Gaulane. However, that’s not possible. I’m not Freya... I’ve got no feelings for him.”
She clutched the blanket that enveloped his lap tightly. “I understand your fears. They are my fears too, but mor
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