Constance
I hated how I'd had to let him fall.
How I couldn't have saved him in time.
But at least I had hope that I would be able to bring him back out of the evil he had fallen into. It would take time. Hell, it might not even work! But there was hope that my trick would work.
I'd tried preserving part of his soul. A very small part. I hid it behind spells, making it look as if every piece of his soul had turned to darkness. When I'd left it, the one small piece I'd been able to preserve hadn't been overrun or penetrated by the darkness. It had remained light.
Though, I had been quickly shoved away, out of his mind.
That was the thing about evil beings.
They didn't trust anyone. They didn't like anyone in their heads.
So, I wouldn't really know until I tried reaching that small p
