Kyoko’s chest heaved with her heavy breathing while she struggled against his hold.
“There is one thing I do remember about love priestess, something that you taught me,” He whispered in a husky voice as if parting with a secret.
“What’s that?” Kyoko frowned trying to follow the conversation as best she could. She was slightly surprised that he hadn’t killed her yet.
“That love becomes something evil once it has been taken away,” He growled, seeing no guilt within her emerald eyes. “You may think that you have forgotten me but I know the truth. It’s the memory of my love that has drawn you to my brother. Do you really think I will let you have him… when it’s me you are searching for?”
The flame of every candle within the room flared to life, throwing the room into brightness as Hyakuhe
