"I remember that the old Emperor at the palace should have died long ago! It's only because of a group of dark sorcerers that he's been able to extend his life to this day. Since my father's will still resides in you, can't we use some other method to keep you both alive??"
Isabella's voice choked up; the thought of losing Annie was even harder to bear than her father's departure.
Annie had always been there for her, comforting her, never giving up on her even when the family shunned her. To Isabella, who was abandoned by her mother as a child, Annie was like her real mother.
"Miss..." Annie gently touched Isabella's cheek, smiling, "There's no need to cry for me. The heir of our family must be strong. Your father wouldn't have wanted the future leader of our family to be so tender-hearted..."
