After some more conversation with Dante, Elise finally relented and decided to drink the water from the river of forgetfulness.
However, she still wanted to ask one last thing. Something important so in the chance that she wanted to change her mind, it would be okay.
"Dante… even if I drink this water, is there any chance that I can remember Loriel again?"
Dante sighed inwardly. He already got sick of hearing that name.
Loriel was dead and yet refused to be buried in Elise's memories.
Dante couldn't say that aloud, thought. Instead, he faked a smile.
"When you are prepared and stronger than ever, I believe memories of him will return to you at the proper time," Dante lied through his teeth.
"Then I'm prepared to drink the water now." Elise nodded firmly and took the goblet from his hands.
