Third Person's POV
His jealousy and resentment were soothed by the sight of Ethan being pushed to the brink while battered and bleeding as blackened wounds spread across his body.
Seeing the crisis Ethan was in, Virelle and Velcy frantically searched the sky and the surroundings as they desperately tried to locate the hidden attacker.
It was then that a calm, seductive yet serious voice cut through their panic.
"The one attacking Young Lord Eryndor is most likely that senior gray-eyed deacon, Miss Virelle."
Hearing the sudden voice, they all turned sharply toward the speaker and found that it was none other than Fiona Vael, Lucien's elder sister.
A faint, composed smile rested on her lips as she subtly gestured with her beautiful eyes toward the spot where the thin gray-haired deacon had been standing moments earlier.
When Virelle and the others followed her gaze, their hearts sank as they found that the space was empty, and even the third deacon had fled at some moment.
