Ephraim was walking through the dark halls when he heard a sob and fast steps. As he turned around the corner, he saw Nazneen wiping her tears and rushing somewhere that she didn't even see him.
"Nazneen?"
She halted and looked at him through her teary eyes. Tonight seemed to be a night of cries.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"No. I am not. Where is Ares?"
He focused his senses to see if Ares was nearby, but he could hear nothing. "I don't know."
Ephraim guessed that they must have discussed his illness. Ares had worried about her well-being and how the news would affect her.
"Oh…" she cried again, placing her hands on her face. "I shouldn't have said that."
A fight?
"I am sure he will be back," Ephraim told her. "He must have gone to the sea," he guessed.
