The morning that followed my shameless dealings with the older Knight presented itself to me with remorse and a visitor, who ended up being the very last person I’d expected to see through the entirety of the little time I’d thought I’d left to live. It was my aunt Gretchen, whose feelings for herself and her well-being always surpassed everything else, and so her willingness to find out if I was doing alright naturally birthed many doubts about her actual intentions behind this unannounced arrival.
Upon fetching me the news of this visitor awaiting me in the parlour, Kai offered a solicitous kiss on my forehead and then assisted me in sitting erect on the bed, but little did he know that the wound on my stomach had already healed, which gave way to the conjecture that Lune’s powers only
