Cynthia could not bear with Darryl ogling her after she had spent the entire journey in his arms.

Darryl sat leisurely on a rock as he said with a grin, "Why are you so annoyed at me watching you? I was holding you, remember?"

"You're just a smooth-talker!" Cynthia was furious.

A figure approached them slowly from the woods in the distance while the two argued.

He was dressed in a long black gown, and he looked benevolent, but it was not hard to spot the evil glint in his eyes and the