"Not Evil," Christopher muttered to himself as he washed at the castle's private bathing area. He puffed out his cheeks, letting out air and thinking if the one inside him is evil or not.
Back then, they could not explain it. The powerful healer, Basalt, confirmed it was evil. They merely took his word for it, echoing their existing suspicion.
Having stayed in the wooden tub for only ten minutes, scrubbing off the scent of the Oscorian blood, he was already feeling the cold. He sighed and complained, "Whatever is inside me... it's giving me inconvenience. Evil or not... At least, Amanda was not inconvenienced by her inhabitant."
As he made his way back to his chamber, he had the same thoughts in mind. He waited for another hour and observed the guards from outside. After seeing more lights turned off, he once again jumped off his window to see Amanda.
