After talking about this tragic but boring past, Cedric was silent for a while.
His eyes fell on Flynn's hand holding his cuff. It was a mage's hand with slender fingers and a thin and soft palm. Such a hand could make flexible casting gestures when casting spells, and if you hold hands If so, Veles could easily wrap this hand in his palm.
Oh, holding hands.
When this thought flashed through his mind, Veles felt a sting in his heart.
It was impossible for him to have any contact with Flynn anymore - the reason why he only dared to stare at his sleeves was because at this moment he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and meet Flynn's gaze.
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