"If I were you in your place, I would have despised myself too." Ivy's word echoed in the private training ground, making the atmosphere turn stiff.
"Ivy, you don't need to…" Silas began, but stopped when Ivy continued her words as if she were some kind of robot,
"I understand your concern. I rejected him repeatedly while letting the Ravencroft family take advantage of him blindly like a fool. I never intended to harm him, but my foolishness harmed him in the end."
The feel of Silas's warm, sticky blood had left a lasting impression on Ivy.
The cold shoulder given by others never bothered her. But whenever she was all alone in the room, she would remember a certain child who used to chase her.
From childhood to teenage to adulthood, he remained by her side. Loved her deeply. He was the hope of many, yet he only hoped to be loved by her.
Smart, talented, and powerful. Perfect epitome of a ruler. And how did he die? Because of her foolishness.
