Lucrezia felt her soul disappear from her body for the briefest moment. H-He escaped?
"How?" She couldn't help but ask.
"That, I think, is something you should hear from Lord Lust himself."
The mention of his name immediately made Lucrezia's thoughts falter.
She looked away. "I see."
Nalia rose from her seat. "And if I may say so, my lady, I have already spoken more than I ought."
Lucrezia gave a faint nod. "I will not repeat it." She swore.
"I know."
Nalia walked towards the table and began straightening the things she had already arranged, giving herself something to do.
Lucrezia remained quiet—the eighth Sin.
She had never heard of it before.
And yet, somehow, the knowledge felt less like an answer and more like the opening of another door. One she wasn't sure she wanted to walk through.
Nalia finished arranging the dishes and turned towards her. "Shall I accompany you back to your chamber, my lady?"
"You needn't."
