"Father?"
I muttered it again, softer this time, yet filled with a sharp curiosity that pricked at my mind. Why did Yukie call my father that? She was obviously the daughter of the Winter Knight. They looked almost identical, like two peas in a pod, and the ice element running through both of them practically screamed blood relation.
But the tone of her scream…
Fine, I thought coldly. I'll figure out the truth later. Everything will come to light when the time comes, when I take my revenge on her.
My thoughts drifted back to the past, trying to claw at the blurry memories of that night. The night when I… did it. Did I see Yukie?
I forced my memory, digging through corners I had thrown away or let gather dust. There was only a faint impression, a high-pitched scream from far away that might have been my imagination, or maybe not. Back then, my mind had been too full and chaotic to care about anything else.
