Chapter 379 Nathaniel's Scent

• Rachel forced a weak smile. "I'm just here in a friendly capacity. Do you really see me as a threat?"
• "Only enemies are seen as one, and you aren't categorized as one." Celica's freezing eyes radiated disregard.
• Nathaniel reached out, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and easily dragged her into his arms, her petite form fitting perfectly against his chest. He then took the soup and spoon-fed her personally. "Starving? Eat this."