The wind blew into the room from the open window and flew Bella' hair. There was only the sound of the wind and the distant chatters of the servants early celebrating the upcoming Lunar Night Ritual.
"To think that the probability of him being the klast bloodline of Attu is not even 1%. I guess it is close to impossible then. The promise should be broke again, is that it? Should I be glad that it is still at most at 0.001%?"
Bella was looking out of the window, staring at the rustling leaves, then the distant sky before closing her eyes and letting the wind hit her face freely.
The overseer, who watched every single action Bella made could not let herself to speak. No, she could not say a word to Bella. Her mouth opened and closed a couple of times, but she could not pick the right wor
