Predatory Marriage (Web Novel)

Chapter 267 – Brochette

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

Leah stared, too shocked to speak.

“I didnt just kill them,” Ishakan clarified. “It is very easy to tear someones head off, I could do that anytime. Its too fast, its not fun.”

“……”

She had just discovered that Ishakan ripped peoples heads off their necks when he wanted to kill them.

“Its the same with that guy. I wont kill him easily,” he went on. There was something dark and dangerous in that quiet voice. “He will be sunk to the bottom. Ill pay him back for everything hes done.”

They thought completely differently. To Leah, death was a tragedy, and a sufficient revenge by itself. But to Ishakan, death wasnt a punishment. Death to a Kurkan was only a long rest.

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She could not imagine what Ishakan considered a proper revenge.

Seeing her anxious thoughts, he smiled.

“I have said some very stern things to you,” he said, laying his large hand on her head and gently stroking. “You ought to rest a while longer.”

She didnt want to go back to sleep. The sun was rising, and she had just woken up. Leah looked up at him, pleading in her eyes, and Ishakans eyebrows lifted. He didnt know what she wanted.

All she wanted was a little quiet time with him. All her days had been chaotic lately. They didnt even need to talk. If they could just walk together for a little while, hand in hand…that would be enough to make her happy.

But it felt awkward just to say that. For a moment, she mulled it over, searching for an excuse.

“Would you like to go to the market?”

Surely he didnt often have time to wander the streets of Estia, and it was a good excuse to go out and walk together. Ishakan even looked interested in the spontaneous proposal, and then suddenly laughed.

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“I have to buy meatball brochettes,” he said, laughing, as Leah looked at him in puzzlement. “Though I dont know if there will be any in the morning.”