C308 Going out for Dinner
If the drugs, as the Russian woman said, were just to cover the color of his eyes, then... Was his identity... really after some noble family in Moscow?
"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Retracting his thoughts, He softly spoke and picked her up from the ground. He looked at her gently. "I was just hurt because of my wound. That's why I went in to find medicine to take. It's not a big deal