Sandri now at least outwardly seemed absolutely devoted to Ronan; she probably wouldn't want to leave even if she were asked to.
But who knows whether, as time went by, her loyalty to Ronan would gradually transfer to the Damien family.
Seeing Sandri, Ronan couldn't help but think of the red-haired boy who had chased after him as he disembarked upon reaching the East Coast.
Ronan had left something for the red-haired boy too; if the boy could really find this place, perhaps he could also become a force for continuing the Damien family bloodline.
Standing under the sky, Ronan let his thoughts wander, eventually spotting Molli'er on a roof covered with blue glazed tiles, sunbathing while watching the stable hand shoeing a donkey below.
Ronan stepped forward and gently alighted beside Molli'er.
"Have you settled all your affairs?"
Molli'er turned her head to look at him.
Ronan shook his head, "There's one last thing left... Come with me to a place, it shouldn't take long."
