Chapter 65
Xaero
Not many things shocked me these days. I have lived for three hundred years and yet still the horrors I have seen outnumber the goodness. I had no delusions; I knew I lived in a cruel world with even more cruel people. But I guessed if anyone would have a good chance to knock me out of the left field—if that even was saying—it would be Ella. She has always had a bad habit of giving me a heart attack every few decades, always pushing the limits of my patience and disrupting my quiet immortal life. Not like this, though. This… it fell outside the harmless antics she has always had a knack for.
“I can pull them back, Xaero,” she whispered, her amethyst eyes wide and fixed on the bodies atop the marble tomb. “I can bring my parents back to life.”
Caeldon, who had been with
