A purple-robed woman sat up on the bed, her expression devoid of emotions. Her blonde hair flowed back freely, untied. She turned her head and looked out the window as though looking into the distance. Her hair occasionally brushed against her face, making her look quite melancholic.
She had been treated with expensive healing pills, and even light energy healing was imbued on her. Yet, for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to do anything, not even get out of bed.
It was as though she lost something even though everything was fine.
Her big brother had escaped and even crossed his tribulation as she expected. That news was joyous, but she felt a strange emotion, a strange void in her heart that left her feeling empty.
Perhaps it was the possibility that she might never meet him again, or it was because-
'Brother said he didn't need me anymore…'
