In the Crimson Estate.
"If I had to answer… yes, it was very—very important." Lady Crimson said.
She turned her gaze upward, to the dim chandelier above. "That forest… that danger. It was the only way she could meet him." She paused, nobody in the house know who was him.
"Also if she stayed here, watching me wither day after day… her heart would be consumed by hate. That fragile heart of hers would be always shackled by her resentment toward demons. I couldn't let that happen. I want her to be free—from hatred, from bitterness. Even if I won't be there to guide her anymore."
Drake lowered his head, grief pressing hard on his chest. "I see. But don't you think her hope will break? Her heart will shatter when she sees you like this…"
