“I would rather you just turned me in,” I spoke coldly, releasing Adrian’s collar.
He grasped at me with a pitiful whimper. “After all of the times I cleaned up after your messes, you’re going to treat me this coldly? I am not asking for the world—just one day a week. Is that such an unreasonable request?”
“To do what, exactly? Indulge in intimate exchanges under the guise of restoring my lost memories?”
“Why must you paint me in such a light? Think of the benefits—I gain the chance to study the dragon closely while you, in turn, will learn how to harness the dragon’s mana from me,” Adrian countered.
I paused, unable to deny that there was something tempting about his offer even as doubts shadowed my thoughts. “Is that really necessary? Do you hold that much curiosity about Miu?”
