DOMUS MALUM
He rested his head on her cold hand.
“This is her fate, Lucas,” Zera spoke. Lucas turned around to her, she was standing beside the Tree of Death, holding a blank expression, soulless and unwavering.
Lucas stood up, his sorrow slowly turned into anger, his chest tightens as he made his way closer to Zera. His eyes screamed wrath, yet glistening in tears.
“What have you done?” he hissed in a low voice, curling his fists into a ball.
“I did nothing, her fate did this to her,” she sternly said, unfazed by his stares.
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