~ Third Person's Point of View ~
He tapped her shoulder and tried to stop Mariya from shaking. However, it didn't happen, as he propelled to exclaimed.
"We need the plant as soon as possible! Mariya will be dead if I failed to treat her!"
Leros looked at Zeln with a sullen eyes.
Despite the fear and mistrust, he said. "I do accept your proposal, your honour. However, as soon as you get back. Barbara will be put back on a place where he belongs."
To cut the chain, Zeln nodded with a wide smile on his face.
"You will never regret for trusting him again. Rather, you will praise and honour Barbaro as soon as we found what we need to find."
Zelnacariah expected that Leros would allow and set aside the anger he felt.
However, Leros walked closer to his daughter.
He slowly caressed her hair and stared at her wound.
"You have to decide now, My Lord. The nobleman was right and I felt a strong energy towards him."
