“We’re going to stab Vincent, so that we could extract the demon from his body.” Yelena said. My eyes went wide. “Wait, Yelena. But you’ll hurt Vincent!” I protested. “Am not.” She said. “Because my heart’s inside him, remember?” she asked. I gasped. “Yelena! So you’re really planning to die?!” I asked, angry. “You won’t find a way on how to live?!” I said. “Why? Have you found one?” she asked. I fell silent. “I’m still going to die, anyway. It’s just that I’ll die earlier.” She said. “How about Vincent?” I asked. She didn’t answer. “Your parents? Your people?” I added. She fell silent. After a while, she answered. “A kingdom only needs a king, not a queen.” She said. I have nothing to say about that. “Yelena…” I muttered in the air. “She’s looking for an opening.” I said.

