That was his only answer, an answer that was enough to explain why he was going to accomplish whatever needed to be accomplished.
"I'm coming with you." Desired the emperor as he stood straight before him.
But the latter shook his head.
"You lost a lot of energy saving me, my dear. You must rest to recover, Zeog that you are. Promise you will."
Darian tilted his head, glaring at his father, then closed his eyes and nodded.
"Yes."
Zion smiled at him and leaned in to kiss his forehead.
"My beloved."
He was about to leave the room, accompanied by those two sacred beasts when Ivy finally decided to speak.
"Zion, you can't just leave me behind!"
"And why not, you did the same thing to me a hundred years ago."
"That was a hundred years ago, a hundred long years during which I thought you were dead!"
"I know I'm repeating myself, but I really should have died, but what matters is what happened... before and after."
