Under the rain of snow, Anwen knelt in front of Trish’s parents’ graves. She had been there long enough. Her tears occasionally fell when remembering the things they had done together.
Anwen already considered the couple as her own parents. Being with them made her feel that she had parents again, but now she had to feel the pain of loss.
It was true that not everyone had the opportunity to feel the love of both parents, and she was one of those who did not have that opportunity.
When the incident happened, Anwen didn’t see the two of them who were behind the couch along with two servants and two guards.
She was too panicked and only focused on Trish. She regretted not being able to save the couple.
Kaven, standing beside Anwen, bent down and gently held the girl’s shoulder.
“Let’s go. If the commander is awake, someone has to explain everything to him,” he said.
