As, her head hit the pillow and her mind indulged itself in many scenarios where she would be meeting her Zel.
And soon the thought dragged her to dreamland to make all those scenarios reality for once.
At the roof of the second wing, a lone man was standing. His back was facing a large white piano as he gazed ahead of him at the gloomy sky which was as usual covered with black clouds.
Kruel was standing there in his ivory open collar shirt and billowy sleeves.
With his brown high waist pants and black boots, he was looking very different from his usual appearance.
The man has a silver wine glass in his hand, burning eyes and a soft smile on his lips. He was a sight to be seen.
He has an expression of serenity on his face. Maybe it was the effect of wild lilies decorated around the edge of the terrace or maybe it was the effect of someone special in his fort.
