Rather Than The Son, I’ll Take The Father - Chapter 143

... times I wonder what your conscience is made of.”

Aedis mumbled low and rested his chin on my head.

The flowers were swaying in one direction following the gentle breeze. When I first arrived here, I thought it was a northern and mild wind. But it had softened and it was as calm as a spring breeze.

“Aedis, don’t you think the weather is getting warmer?”

As I inhaled, a pleasantly cool, fresh air entered my chest. Aedis smiled and pretended innocence.

“I don ...