It was as if Drakoth's own hands were squeezing his throat.
Despite his drunken state, Isaac frowned slightly when he heard that the ancestral elders did something against the natural order.
"Going against the natural order, and making you look like a shy woman too embarrassed to tell me? What exactly are you trying to say? Did your ancestors go and kill an entire nation or something?" Isaac joked, laughing.
But unexpectedly, Drakoth's expression darkened upon hearing his jest.
Noticing the shift in Drakoth's face, Isaac's smile faded, and he took on a more serious look.
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