Charles's hands trembled slightly as he held the letter. Instinctively, he gripped the edges of the paper tightly.
"I had already anticipated this outcome, but facing it for real is still somewhat hard to accept," Charles said slowly.
For a brief moment, he felt as if the entire world before him had suddenly gone quiet, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
The surroundings seemed to stretch infinitely, expanding to a size that made him uncomfortable.
Since that day.
Everything had changed. His once-proud talents were now restricted and cursed.
Those close to him had either left this world or drifted further away from him.
Charles had essentially lost everything.
Celestine had also returned to Lsengard a few months ago.
Before she left, she had asked Charles if he wanted to return with her to that small city.
