With this half-antidote, they were already halfway to the solution.
Ember hesitated, her gaze shifting briefly as if weighing her words, then she spoke again, her voice lower.
"There's another piece of news."
Silas lifted his eyes and motioned for her to continue.
"The members of the Ravencroft family is dead."
Silas frowned slightly.
Ember continued, "Just like every other day, they were beaten. But this time, it seems they lost their luck. Even though their injuries healed, all of them still died."
Silas nodded slowly. "I will tell everything to Ivy once she wakes up," he said, then paused, a thought crossing his mind.
"Burn them into ashes. I want to do something with what remains."
Ember understood immediately and nodded before leaving.
Silas turned back toward the bed.
Morning light had already begun to seep in through the curtains, soft and pale.
Ivy slept peacefully, her breathing even.
He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against her forehead.
