'Is she talking about our...past?'
Cathain thought and stood still with his sword on his hands; not being able to extended his hands to touch her face or wipe away her tears.
As he recovered his memories, he remembered all those visions he had till now.
How Eleanora was treated coldly by him and how she suffered.
'I know... It's justified for her to hate the past me as he treated her worst, but i rather she takes revenge then pushing me away like this repeatedly.'
The sword tassel in Cathain's sword jingled as cold wind blew by, and Eleanora kept staring at him coldly before she turned her gaze away.
'Hah, why am i venting my emotions on a person who doesn't even remember his present life, not to mention past life...'
"It will take Mendel some time to catch up with us, Let's leave; Your Majesty. I will help you escape first and then escape too if i get the chance."
Eleanora spoke as she turned to walk ahead and Cathain clenched the sword in his hands.
