"Now, I believe it's high time you hand him over," the Demon Lord said. "We've troubled you long enough."
Eun-woo looked at Wooyun, still lying comfortably in his arms, and his face softened for a mere fraction, but it was enough for Junghwa to see and interpret the meaning behind those eyes. His jaw clenched as he extended his arms and waited expectantly for his disciple to be handed to him.
The young man didn't wait as he carefully passed Wooyun over, and Junghwa held him tightly, relief washing over him and settling his thundering heart.
Wooyun stirred faintly, his lashes fluttering before his lips parted. A barely audible whisper escaped: "Master" before he sank deeper into sleep, his breathing even and calm.
