•~Chapter 73~•

ZANNICUS' POV:

"B-b-but. I-....ho-....wh-wha-..."

I stuttered unable to form coherent words. I turned to face Nic to find him leaning against the counter.

"I'm guessing you didn't know."

He stated instead of asking with a serious face. My mouth was still hanging open as I leaned back on the counter and ran a hand through my hair.

"B-but-....I would've noticed! I would've-....."

"But you didn't. Maybe its because you were really busy. With the training, patrolling the borders and whatnot. Its understandable that you didn't notice. And I guess that explains the scent too."

Nic cut me off and whispered the lsst part on which I frowned.

"Scent? Did my scent change? What does it smell like??"

"Kind of like a-....well, your scent is- 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗥𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗻 -the smell of nature and vanilla."

I nodded for him to con