"F-Father...?" Demetrius coughed again with blood before slowly turning his head and meeting Valerian's cold expression.
"Let go," Valerian said, with his tone as cold as the first break of spring.
"Val..." I halted him while I was panting heavily. I clung more to Demetrius, feeling like my vision was gradually blurry. "Stop..."
But Valerian did not listen to me. Instead, Demetrius shouted in pain when Valerian must have probably gripped his heart.
"I am not going to hesitate to kill you, Demetrius. Do not make me say it twice."
I slowly heaved out a sigh. The way Demetrius clung to my organs was enough to make me feel the pain.
I could handle it somehow. But if he dared to remove his hand, I must do something to stop the bleeding in my stomach by stopping the time of it. Or I could just let it since I would get to heal anyway.
