Rama was slightly stunned by the revelation, even though the girl had claimed she loved Lord Zamiel, she had only thought of it as a feeling that would wither away with time.
"Malika, my handmaid?" She queried again in uncertainty,, as if she was acquainted with another fragile flower other than Malika.
"You shouldn't have let her erase her memories of Zamiel, you can't separate them even in death." He said with a slightly grave countenance.
"Would something bad happen?" She asked in slight panic.
"She might never regain her memories, so they'll either create new ones or there's a slight, very slim possibility that she might regain them." He explained and she sighed out in relief that the aftermath wasn't so detrimental.
"She begged me to, it was her choice because he let her go." She pointed out.
He let out an amused chuckle, as he shook his head.
