Mianette’s Point of View
Blaire held me as a hostage, just as she had planned. She chanted something in the air, and we reached near that old palace in a blink. My heart skipped a beat, watching Xavier in his demonic form. He was drinking from that woman mercilessly. The softness, the warmth of his eyes were gone. The only thing I could see was lust for blood. The sight was devastating for me. Still, a part of me was happy seeing him safe and sound. The Elder trio was down, and it was his chance to run away.
I knew I should have trusted Blaire, but I couldn’t help but pursued him to leave Camelot. To run for his life. Instead, he stayed. For my sake. They kept hurting him, making me feel every stab. It hurt like hell. I could hardly imagine what he was going through. But I had to endure
