As the Defiant Flame Butterfly transformed into a Flame Butterfly and flew back to Aiwass's shoulder, the glow in Diomedes's eyes gradually faded.
The once dim room brightened again as the afternoon sunlight began to stream in through the glass windows into the queen's bedroom.
"Brother... no, Elder Brother."
The Defiant Flame Butterfly deliberately used a different term of address than Yulia, and that lazy and gentle voice, like a soft whisper in one's ear before sleep, arose in Aiwass's heart, "I remember that you named the Night Fiend..."
"That was her name to begin with..."
Aiwass replied with some helplessness.
"I once had a name too."
The Defiant Flame Butterfly insisted, "It was Yulia Moriarty."
Hearing this, Aiwass understood what she was thinking.
Little Butterfly thought that Aiwass's affection for her stemmed from a transferred affection for Yulia... or rather, she knew it was not the case but still sought verification.
