"He woke him up. He woke him." Zeena paced around Vitalia's drawing room. "That isn't good. It isn't good at all."
"Calm down Zeena." Vitalia sighed.
"Who is this him?" Elijah asked.
"Seems like you're just the guardian of your grimoire you don't know how to use it." Zeena rolled her eyes.
"Melchoir's background isn't recorded in the grimoire." Elijah said and they all looked at him. "I am not lying."
"Your grimoire holds account of every creature ever existed. You should know who he is." Zeena frowned.
"But I'm telling you that not Melchoir's." Elijah folded his arms.
In the castle, after a long sleep, Kira woke up in Melchoir's warm embrace. She looked outside through the faraway window and notice it was night.
"Melchoir?" Her soft voice called and he opened his eyes sitting up.
"Kirana. Are you fine? What's wrong? You're finally awake. I was worried." He pulled her into a warm hug and she sighed.
