“That can’t be true. I knew there was someone interfering, but it couldn’t be Marion,” he stroked her hair.
“You’re the one who heartlessly ignored her while she wailed, helplessly on the floors for you to notice her,” I wasn’t going to let him off the hook.
“Marion will wake up someday,” he glared at me.
“She hasn’t shown any signs of waking up for a thousand years. She wants to be free now,” I took a glance at his slender dagger held by his belt.
“I won’t kill her. I have seen too many tragedies while as the overseer,” his voice chilled as ice blocks.
“Then save me. Save me from dying while I sleep. I want to live,” I screamed.
“Jason Mercier, I’m doing this because I want to live. I understand you turned into a fairy because you wanted to wait for her to wake up,
