234. DANGEROUS TREATMENT
SIGRID
He straightened up from his leaning position, one eyebrow raised, giving me a once-over—I could’ve sworn, even with disgust.
"You can sleep easy, I don’t have the slightest interest in you." The way he said it, so direct and knowing his future, convinced me even more.
"Did you bring what I want?" I asked, watching as he finally pulled out the runes from his pocket, the ones I needed to assemble the artifact. I actually had everything else, that was the only thing missing.
"Here are your p