Kealos.
I felt a slight frustration that everyone was warning me about her. I want her to be mine alone, and I am stopping at nothing unless she's mine.
I turned to look at the young man beside me. "Are you sure about what you are saying?"
"I'm more than certain; everyone knows that she's cursed, and she would rather do nothing than harm you and your next generation to come."
I let out a sigh, faked a smile, and just nodded. "Thanks for the advice; I'll reconsider it."
He stood up to leave, but when he was about to leave, he stopped to look at me for a moment before he said, "I am Rygral, by the way, in case you might have forgotten all the memories we had once shared as brothers."
I just smiled. Then he left, and I was left wondering why everyone hated Lyraea despite the fact no one
