After my conversation with Melfina, I walked out feeling more conflicted than ever.
They couldn't seriously be considering forcing Celeste into marriage—especially to Cyril.
"I heard you and Celes it's over?"
"Well, I shall take her for myself."
Remembering Cyril's words, I felt a surge of anger boiling inside me. My hands curled into fists at the thought.
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"There's no way I'm letting Celeste fall into that bastard's hands," I muttered.
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"..."
My steps came to an abrupt halt.
Right… The prophecy.
In it, I had gotten involved with Celeste—and I had died as a result. Could this situation be what it was referring to?
If that was the case… the smartest thing to do would be to stay out of her affairs. At least until I was certain I could protect myself.
But what if Cyril did something to her before then?
