Back to the 3rd POV...
"Sir is the sixth year and still you go to meet your wife, you must really miss her but Sir, do you believe what you read? " Vixen's new consigliere.
Vixen heaved a deep breath, his hands pocketed his gaze concentrated on what he was looking at for a while.
He gritted his teeth as he watched the grave of Enim.
"I don't know if I should, it was her words she wrote it herself. Just like every year, I attend her graveyard but my heart is confined. I wished she could just tell me the truth. I wished she could tell me what she was passing through then I could have protected her from what had happened."
Marcus heaved a deep breath as he walked towards Vixen and then he tapped him on his shoulder with a sigh.
