"It's horrible," I said as we walked towards the source of the fireworks that had just been vanished.
"What do you mean?" asked Ronove who was walking beside me.
"I told my biggest secret to you. That was horrible. What's worse, I haven't told this secret to the person I love."
"You mean that Fallen Elf girl?"
"Yes and… about this Necromancer. Does I have to keep a secret about it and why?"
"You work for me and you don't know the consequences I will get if I told people, I am a Necromancer?"
I shook my head to answer that question. And thanks to this, Ronove narrowed her eyes. They have a light of doubts.
"Necromancers are not well received by the public. They play with the souls of the dead, make them puppets, and use them as tools. No one will love that."
