C389 The War Under the Table

During the lively banquet, Roya stared at the grey-haired youth beside him with his eyes wide open before he could even speak. Jerlock, on the other hand, had a puzzled expression on his face. Of course, he didn't know what kind of heartbeat Roya was experiencing right now.

When he felt the hand under the table that had become ten fingers clasped together, Roya couldn't help but tremble