Xizeer glanced at the room and said, "There's no need to look. They've already left."
His Highness was taken aback, "What did you say?"
Xizeer repeated, "Left."
Leaving Meow behind, gone.
His Highness could hardly believe it, "How could he... how could he?"
Although His Highness had long suspected, feared that Winter had left, he kept telling himself that Winter loved his sister so much that he couldn't possibly abandon her at this critical moment without a word, just leave like that; this wasn't Winter's style.
"Hatred in his heart outweighed Meow, actually... well, you can't blame him; no one can witness all their loved ones dying before their eyes and remain indifferent."
His Highness's chest heaved with anger. He had always been mature beyond his years, but for the first time, he was so unsettled. When it comes to his dearest, he couldn't remain composed.
