[LYCAN'S REALM]
Indeed Ikrus stayed in the adjoining room - one which he called his study, and Aniya stayed in the room.
She had her bath and slipped into a nightdress as she counted down the minute her son would be returned to her. She also had the time to think about what their moment in the garden meant, and finally, she came to a conclusion.
That moment wasn't going to last forever, something would happen to ruin it, just like his Priest friend had done with this. She couldn't rely on him, she had to continue with her previous plan for the sake of her son and so that she could live.
Three drops.
What would one drop do?
So she found her way into his study with a knock. He was standing by the wall, staring at the weapons hung on the brick surface, a goblet in his hand, the small golden gem above providing just enough light to the room.
