394.Chapter 394

Meanwhile, a waiter came over to Lyra with a woolen shawl. Lyra looked at him, confused.

Hazel looked at her, confused. "Lyra, are you cold?" Hazel asked.

"I'm not cold," Lyra said, shaking her head. Still, she took the shawl, and for some reason, her eyes naturally drifted toward Ronan.

As she looked at Ronan, he showed her his own shoulder. Confused, Lyra looked down at her shoulder but saw noth