TIMERANTE'S POV
I couldn't determine if it was luck or misfortune. Anyway, Faye did not perish at the hands of my guards. I brought her before Norman, only to be informed that the situation was far from simple.
"This is no ordinary matter, esteemed Alpha Timerante. It is not a mere heart transplant surgery. I require at least a week to prepare for the forthcoming procedure."
That was what Norman explained to me.
She stated that performing a heart transplant while both parties were still alive was impossible. Thus, advanced magic and a related ritual were necessary.
"This is a highly intricate ritual that necessitates the blood of a thousand individuals as an offering."
"A thousand people!" I exclaimed, taken aback by the sheer number. For a moment, my mind wavered.
Was it really app
