Aristoria held Rasmus' hands tightly, she didn't even blink her eyes once for the past few minutes. She looked similar to when Rasmus relived the memory when she was holding him in her arms.
Kyros was an orphan and never knew anything about having a parent. He had experienced a lot of things ever since he was brought into this new world. A body that didn't belong to him but at the same time it was his in the first place. One soul with two different worlds and memories that often contradict each other.
"I hope this is a goodbye," Aristoria said with a smile on her face.
Rasmus furrowed his brows slightly when he heard what Aristoria had just said. Although, there was something that had been bothering him ever since he met her on the day he awakened his Orthias bloodline.
