Aeris’s pov
The night appeared much darker than other days. A week had passed since I last visited my father’s grave in the kingdom and I doubted my ease would fade away if I had support. He was long gone and I should’ve moved on too, but standing against this wooden door in my balcony while the moon stared at me. I was still insatiable with all the clues about the killer. It was Izel. He was a coward. He could never attempt to kill me.
If my father was alive, things would have been much better and easy. Maybe I was too much dependent on him and for a second I never thought I would cope after his last breath. So many doubts and yet no answer to anything. Moreover, I had to investigate the cave to find more clues about this enemy. He isn’t dead and I am afraid I can't keep this secret fo
