Chapter 42

CAELUM

The scroll refused to straighten so I put my

cup as a paperweight while I read the inscription on the scroll, frowning down

at it.

“For he who fell on earth because of love,”

I sighed, hanging my head down so it collides with the table whilst glaring at

the scroll, stretching my arms. I pulled at my hair and stared at my reflection

at the window, my pleading eyes looking back at me as I whispered the next

words, “will be ended by the wielder of the arrow...why? Why

should she end me? I should be happy because my suffering will finally end but

now, I...