Ariana didn't react. She only stared at him, waiting.
Kael's smirk faded as he noticed something in her eyes.
Sorrow.
A very deep, lingering sorrow flashed in Ariana greenish eyes.A feeling that bore deep into his heart because he knew that.
The kind that came from betrayal. The kind that left a scar so deep it never fully healed.
He didn't understand why she had such a look at her age. What could've happened to her? What kind of betrayal had she suffered?
His blood boiled as memories of his own past surfaced.
Betrayal.
He hated it more than anything. The mere thought of it made his fists clench. Those bastards who had betrayed him… They were lucky they were dead.
Otherwise, he would've torn them apart with his own hands. No… even death wasn't enough. Once he grew stronger, he would dig up their graves, desecrate their corpses, and burn their legacies to the ground.
But looking at Ariana now, seeing the same anger, the same pain… his rage cooled just a little.
