Devon's POV "Apologize?" I inquired, staring at him as I paused in reading the book in my hand. Damian nodded. "I spoke quite unruly last night and I have come to tender an apology for it," he said. I closed the book in my hand. "Last night, you did have a point. I had a thorough thinking and I realized you were right," I replied. "I just did not go about it properly," he said. I nodded. "Exactly," I responded as I sat on the edge of the desk. "I'm just worried about you, Devon. That's all. That's what a friend in my shoes would do too," he said. "I understand," I replied. "But, aside my public display of affection towards her, there are other things to worry about," I added. He walked closer to me. "Yes, they are. Firstly you'll have to train, Devon. You will have to be ready for anything that could happen. Just in case Rodrigo brings an unexpected war to our doorstep," he said. "I have declined his offer of war, Damian," I replied as I stood up. "Yes, you have, but we both
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