"Where is Darling?" Ivy and Lyraea, who had just woken up, looked around but couldn't find Draco.
"Don't tell me…" Their expressions darkened. They guessed that Draco had knocked them out to prevent them from following him. Even though they felt happy that Draco didn't want to put them in danger, their fear for his safety overshadowed everything, making them want to follow him and face any danger with him.
But Draco had found a way to ensure they couldn't follow.
"Don't worry. For now, he's still alive," Elsa said. As for Anna, her eyes flickered with a strange light. She wished for Draco's demise, yet a part of her didn't. The small child's heart was conflicted.
Hearing Elsa's reassurance, Lyraea and Ivy calmed slightly. They turned to the White Tiger, their gazes pleading for permission to follow Draco wherever he had gone.
The White Tiger understood their silent request. "You can't go. You would only be a weakness, dragging him down."
