The Promised Neverland Ray And Emma の小説・ストーリー

One offered her water. “Thank you,” Alina said. He hesitated, then nodded, as if surprised she still used courtesy. She drank slowly, savoring the coolness. The well stones were worn smooth by generations of hands. Lives lived and ended without ever knowing the Ember Crown existed. She wondered what it meant that her truth now belonged to them. They resumed riding. The capital rose ahead by noon, stone walls catching the light. Flags hung slack, colors muted by dust. The gates opened without fanfare.