"I will kill the Witch of Evernight, even if it is the last thing I do."
Her words did not seem like a joke.
The conviction in her voice was heavy, carrying a weight that settled uncomfortably in the room.
Suddenly, without Dorian having to utter a single word, Ravina grabbed him by the hand.
SHer grip was tight, bordering on painful, and a terrifying smile spread across her face as she spoke yet again.
"My Lord, I understand why you are worried. But I can handle this. Please, just leave this in my care. Whatever it takes, I will be useful to you. That is my sole purpose in this life."
"Is that so…"
Dorian placed his hand on Ravina's head, ruffling her hair gently. A smile formed on his face, even though it was entirely forced.
"I understand that you want to help, and I appreciate your devotion. But you are pregnant, so I need you to take it easy. Do not strain yourself unnecessarily."
Ravina nodded her head immediately, her eyes never leaving his.
"I will."
