Gwendolyn and Daimon
She raised her hand into the air and signaled Daimon to come closer. Within minutes, he walked towards Gwendolyn with a chair in his hand. And she thought Daimon would bring a jar full of Sangria too. Seems like Scorpio’s taste in food is preventing the tall beautiful man from feasting on something he’s unfamiliar with.

‘How overly cautious.’ Gwendolyn thought.

Daimon was eating something out of a banana leaf and it smells heavenly too. At the sight of the sunset hitting his face, Gwendolyn can’t help but smile. This is going to be her life once the Dark Druid has been contained and punished for his crimes.

Now, all that’s left is to wait for Geralt of Cecilli to come and descend from the stars once more.

While they were landing on the Helicopter, Daimon kept telling her to be wary of Lucas’s moves. And it annoyed the hell out of her when he’s being so overprotective of her. Not only that, but Daimon had been a bit rude to Lucas.

Lucas was only asking her harmless questions, y
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