"There is one more thing I forgot to mention," Silas said. "Since I have ruined your marriage, I will compensate you with another bride. Because you helped the Tallis noble family deceive me at my wedding, I will give you the same bride that I have received before as a gift back to you." He tugged at the bound Leila on the ground and shoved her at Andre. Seeing the two, Silas could not help but let out a sneer. "Now one of you is a substitute, and the other is a waste, which is a match made in heaven."
Waste…?
Andre squeezed his fingers tightly, as if trying to grasp an invisible thread of hope, yet the well of mana in his magic core had run utterly dry. Every ounce of his energy had been expended, leaving him feeling hollow and defeated. A hoarse, low groan escaped his lips, a sound wrought from the depths of unbearable pain that clawed at his insides.
