The Rise of a Forsaken Luna
“Princess Seraphina, please. Yell at me if you want, but please do not be quiet about it. What I did is unforgivable, and I deserve—"
“Nothing, Nicola. You deserve nothing. Not even my anger.” I let out, breathing steadily while holding his gaze.
Rexton seemed to be lost in some kind of trance, but I didn’t care. I simply said to Nicola, “You have done what you did. Nothing can change that, not even my forgiveness. Thank you for creating the pills for Celeste and for teaching me these past few weeks.”
“There’s no need to thank me. It was a pleasure, and I will create the potion to seal away her werewolf gene as soon as we defeat the rebels—"