"Haha! I knew you would ask!" Ethan laughed and put down his utensils, glancing at Arian.
Arian was dumbfounded. He didn't know what Ethan was up to.
"Miss Booth, you're remarkable, and so is your husband. The transformation from a prisoner on death row to Cynea's guardian against foreign forces was no easy feat. It's nothing much, l just wanted to ask if you're willing to move the Temple of Drakon back into the country..."
On the other hand, hearing such question, Arian jolted.
The Temple of Drakon, entering the borders?
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