Chapter 20 Old lady

Kain's POV

I walked angrily back to where the others were waiting, my clothes completely drenched and heavy with stream water.

“Oh my stars, Lancelot, why are you so wet?” Rowan asked.

“You should ask your stupid friend Rowan. Ask him,” I snapped, slinging my soaked bag off my shoulder and rummag...

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