"Stop! Don't talk about the mark again. I don't want to know anything about it."
"No matter what strength it gives me, it takes from you, and I hate it." After saying that, Liam started walking out of the room.
Elly watches him leave as she grasps her chest, feeling the beating of her heart.
'He loves me… that is enough, Elly. I cannot be greedy for more.'
'This is all my fault anyway. If I had just helped him in the past… despite the consequence.'
She bit her lips, then wiped her tears.
After stabilizing herself, she went back to the room.
In the room, only Zalya and Irys were left.
Victoria had gone out, having something to take care of; she is the Mayor, so she is usually busy.
Victoria had given them some identification, allowing them to move freely around the city.
Zalya had asked about Zyndorill's soul before, but Victoria said they would need to ask the Ancestor, as he was the one holding it.
