Ryle pulled her hand to place her where his heart was, ''I am worried sick to see you being bothered like this and being unable to do anything to end it. Just tell me what it is, will you? If it's a problem, it can be solved and if it's a human, they can be killed...''
''Shut up,'' Daisy punched his chest lightly as she threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist.
Ryle held her close to his chest, feeling helpless.
''It was terrible,'' a lone teardrop slipped past her eyes and she did not know when she could not stop crying anymore.
Ryle's grip on Daisy tightened when he felt the woman shaking in his arms. His face was dark and he could not help but calculate every bit of information he had received from the guards in the past few days to think if there was something he was missing.
In the end, he could not think of anything.
He pulled the woman to his lap and stroked her back gently, ''Shhh... it's okay...''
