Deklan's expression fell flat.
He thought he was good-looking enough to pull off Abigail's move, but he wasn't.
Although he was in a new body, he was certain that his look was still way above average and could pull off Abigail's trick, but it seemed he got overconfident. It wouldn't work on a stranger—especially when the stranger was still wary of him.
Life and death are way above appeal, and trying this out was a mistake on his part.
However, if he was being truthful right now, the fact that he couldn't pull it off bothered him more than Kaelyn suspecting him of working with Ghosts. Tch, am I really not handsome enough? I heard—being so good-looking can get away with many things.
Swish!
Deklan leaned back in time.
He avoided a sharp slash that was aimed at his neck by an inch.
Even though she didn't know the real answer, she didn't even strike him with the intent to kill.
