[That's an invasion of privacy, Tarah,] Ezekiel complained. [Don't do something like that again without my permission.]
"I'm sorry, but this…" she weakly muttered. "Your soul. You shouldn't…"
Despite herself, she was truly curious about how the prince managed to obtain a draconite stone. She investigated, and it turned out that his soul had actually received a great injury from fighting Vulcan over just one of the stones.
[You can't expect me to do nothing while watching you die,] Ezekiel pointed out with a sigh.
Tarah pressed her lips. She felt bad that Ezekiel had to suffer great pain just to save her.
'There's nothing to worry about, right?' Tarah inwardly encouraged herself.
