13
ELENA
I went to see my father. He had eaten, washed, and was reading a book. When he saw me, his face lit up.
"Come here, daughter, are you feeling better?"
"Yes, Dad, and you?"
"I'm fine too, my daughter. I wanted to see you, but I didn't come to your room because I thought that man would cause trouble if he was there."
"I didn't see that demon again today."
“A demon?”
“I don’t know, I read about it in a book. I think it’s some kind of monster. But his title definitely isn’t lord, it must be ZEBANİ.”
My father smiled, and I smiled too. At least we could still find a reason to smile.
“Did you manage to write the letter, Dad?”
“I’m still thinking about what to write. If my cousin Harold doesn’t support us, we’ll only provoke that demon more. And after what happened today, w
