They were still baffled from the slave's redemption when Zenov emerged from the water. He was no longer in his true form, he had turned back to his human form bare skinned. His clothes were gone.
His eyes still glowed, but not as much as when he was underwater. Those vibrant green remained on the slave with raised brows and a certain kind of expression that fluctuated between confusion and disbelief.
Everyone could read what he thought because it was the same thoughts they had.
Even when the question left his lips, he still stood baffled.
"... Who are you?" Zenov finally asked Val, looking as serious as he had ever been. His brows were also furrowed.
He didn't even care if he was completely naked or if Val was uncomfortable staring at his moderately toned body. He just was unable to shake off the unease he felt looking at the silver haired slave.
No one...
