Elise tend as much people as she could and give them the necessary information about Ernest. When everyone had shifted their position to a safer place, Elise pulled one chair to sit in front of Dalton. His expression was still twisted in pain and pallid.
"Thank you Lady Elise," Dalton started his words with a short smile on his lips.
"How did this happened?" Elise questioned the man directly having him to be in a moment of silent as a soft sigh passed from his lips.
Dalton said, "My brother, Ernest was adopted by my parents. My parents weren't the best people. They are known to be one outside the house but they were simply people who had lost their light and walked to the wrong path. My real younger brother, Jeremy, died when she was young in a horrible accident and it was the trigger for my parents to work hand in hand along with a dark sorcerer who convinced them he had the ability to resurrect the dead."
