C298 Last

She buried her head deep in the crook of her arm. Her voice was muffled, mixed with a whimper, but her tone was firm. He seemed to resemble the pained expression on Soong Yinn's small face.

The bright red blood stains on her hands were somewhat eye-catching. He paused for a moment, then looked at the goblet that he had smashed. He immediately understood something.

"I know you are sad