From Henry's perspective, he could see his terrifying future. His captain was blinded by love. If his lover suddenly told him that she wanted to feast on Henry's blood and flesh… he might truly…
No… he needs to switch sides. His eyes fell on Ivy's back, and a tempting thought appeared in his mind.
Unaware of the rebellion in his subordinate's mind, Silas calmly walked up to Ivy, took her hand, and wiped it with meticulous care.
Ivy stared at Silas's serious front profile and let him do whatever he wanted. For the first time, she realized just how easy her revenge journey had become due to Silas.
"Clean up," Silas ordered while leading Ivy away. He didn't care what his subordinate thought… no, to be precise, he knew that his subordinate trusted him and wouldn't do anything that was unnecessary.
