Ar Melania's tone became more delicate and serious, her words concise and filled with emotion. The moment she began speaking about her aunt, the entire room felt different as if a cold breeze began blowing through the air.
"The day she took his life, I remember my aunt coming to me. Her eyes looked dead, and nothing seemed to reflect from them anymore. Instead, they seemed to have been defiled." Melania's eyes became wet as she retold her memories, while Celine clutched Asura's hand her eyes watching her mother filled with concern.
Ar Melania continued, her hand reaching out. "If, on that day, I managed to reach her to somehow connect to my aunt, would everything be different?" She took a long, drawn-out breath. "After meeting her and failing to reach her, she killed her daughter, sister and mother... before locking herself away in the isolated palace that you can see from this window."
