Delphine blinked in surprise when she noticed how everyone reacted.
A faint, tired smile curved her lips despite the heaviness in her chest, the kind of smile that came from resignation rather than comfort.
'Looks like he didn't tell them either,' she thought quietly as her gaze drifted toward Aether, his body lying still.
The room fell into an uneasy silence as everyone exchanged glances, understanding passing between them without words.
One by one, they let out weary sighs, shoulders slumping with exhaustion and acceptance carved deep into their expressions.
Sera looked worse than the rest, her posture stiff, but her eyes dulled by dread; she tried and failed to hide. She exhaled slowly before speaking,
"He is holding the God of Death inside him," she said, "If word reaches my Aurora people… I can't even imagine what kind of horrors would follow." Her gaze shifted toward Delphine,
"Does Mary know about this?"
