"Ah… who am I, talking like that? I also hurt my own siblings. I don't deserve to comment on them," Archie continued, then opened the first page of the book.
"Arielle… maybe I'm still haunted by the feelings of guilt. It… seems I've seen Alexis' face a few times."
Arielle stiffened. She remembered that she also seemed to see the shadow of Alexis. Archie shook his head to clear his hunch. Now, only he and Arielle were left who were the descendants of King Hugo.
Alexis was long dead. Archie saw it with his own eyes. The man breathed his last before Archie dropped him into the river. There was no way that Alexis was still alive… and had gone all his way to the North.
