The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 195

195. SILAS

SIGRID

He had the blanket draped over his shoulders. He looked at me for a second before lowering his head and stepping aside.

"Good, I see you’re at least standing," I said, stepping inside to check that everything was in order.

"Put on these clothes and shoes I bought for you. I think they should fit, but we can find more later if needed."

I tossed a leather bag onto the bed, filled with items from the market, as I sat down on the small chair beside the round table.

I expected him to hide behind the wooden screen to change, but instead, he simply dropped the blanket and stood completely naked in the middle of the room.

limmediately averted my eyes.

Clearly, undressing wasn’t something that troubled him. He had probably spent half his life like this.

I could hear the rustling of fabric as he dressed. He wasn’t speaking, and neither was I. was getting bored.

“What’s your name? I’m Electra de la Croix," I introduced myself at last.

"Thave no name... my lady," he answered, and I glanced at him for a second, watching him struggle with the buttons of his black shirt, nearly ripping them off in his clumsy attempts.

----

"Wait, wait, that’s not how you do it."

I stood up and reached out to fasten the loose shirt, making sure it didn’t scrape against his wounded skin.

I took the opportunity to examine his condition—one simple medicinal bath wouldn’t heal him.

"You—" I started, but when I lifted my gaze, I froze for a moment.

‘We were too close, and he was staring at me intensely.

I immediately tooka step back, and he lowered his head, staring at the floor.

"I'll try to heal you little by little. Pll call you... Silas," I said, not wanting to dwell too much on the subject of names.

He nodded with his head still bowed, and then I remembered the other thing I had bought for him.

"Silas, wear this—it’s the best option," I said, pulling out a wooden mask, carved from ebony.

It had only one hole, perfectly aligned with his good eye, while the other remained covered.

"Thank you, my lady," he murmured, fastening it behind his now slightly cleaner platinum hair.

The wounds on his face were the worst. I wasn’t sure if they would ever fully heal.

“Alright, we’re leaving now. Let’s find you a horse—put on the cloak."

"My lady, I... don’t know how to ride a horse..."

"Seriously?" I turned to look at him in surprise. His gaze shifted away, as if embarrassed.

Thadn’t thought of that. Who didn’t know how to ride?

"Damn it, I keep making this harder for myself. Come on, my

troublesome Silas, I’ll have to take you with me," I sighed in

resignation, hearing his steady footsteps follow me

Honestly, I was amazed by his resilience. Yesterday, he had been on

the brink of death, and today, while not fully recovered, he wasn’t

doing too badly for an elemental.

"T’m vacating the room," I informed the innkeeper.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify