This was decision Cane had made. He knew what he could take or not. He would rather to shoulder it alone than to see Iris became someone he was barely able to recognize.
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"Okay..." Iris lifted her head, she raised her hand and touched his cheek. Cane closed his eyes and tilted his head to kiss her palm. "Is there something else I can help you with?"
She became her former self again, the person that wanted to help Cane with whatever she could, but too afraid to face her own demon.
Therefore, when Cane told her that she didn’t need to remember, somehow, she felt glad. A tiny part of her heart was relief, albeit the nagging feeling still plagued her mind.
If she could, Iris didn’t want to remember about what happened with Kellan. It made her felt disgusted with herself and was helpless. She hated that little girl, who was being assaulted by him...
"Don’t be sad, Iris." Cane opened his eyes and kissed the tip of her nose. "You hurt me so much when I saw you in pain."
Maybe it was the night, maybe it was because they had gone through so much, or maybe he was already so tired and put their guard down for her, he was defenseless, bared his feeling without any scrupulous, where you talked how you were feeling, instead of what you were thinking...
Cane had been very vulnerable with his feeling to Iris, despite everything that happened and how he hid the truth from her.
Maybe because the hidden truth was too massive for him to have the energy to mask his feeling, so he poured his heart out in the open for her to see. He put his heart within her palms and exposed it for her to know, so if one day she learned the truth and she remembered everything, she would know he had done everything he could to protect her even if it costed himself...
He wished, she could understand and was not very sad...
Tonight was the last night before tomorrow, where their farewell could be perpetual.
This night, everyone had their own story to tell, had their own sorrow to bear and a single goodbye that might be lasted forever to share before the inevitable battle.
Some heart and mind, simply couldn’t rest...
The next day, around twenty thousand warrior and knights gathered for the last briefing. They would be separated into four groups, the first group would be led by Cane, the second one would be led by Cedric, the third one would be led by Jace and the last one would be led by Redmond.
The Serafim, Liam and her three personal knights would go with Redmond’s group, because she would be least expected to be in the group of shifters, more so, Redmond’s group was the safest one, since they brought up the rear.
"She is not that pretty," Sofia muttered, she pursed her lips when she learned about that.
Redmond didn’t even hear what she said, as he was holding on his son, his eyes lit up with adoration and was mesmerized by little thing that the baby did, even if he just hiccup or yawn. He would praise him, as if he had saved the world.
"We need to make a lot more like this!" Redmond said, as he laughed to see Rye grabbed his forefinger and bit it, even though he was toothless.
The red hair warriors looked very carefree, he didn’t seem like a person, who was going to lead his own people to a fierce battle that could lead to their own demise.
He was happy enough to spend his time with his firstborn and didn’t have time to weep around and be dramatic and melancholic.
"Did you even hear me?" Sofia grumbled, but she blushed when she heard Redmond’s comment. She was still sore because of last night and was slightly worried because Redmond didn’t have enough rest when he had to be in his best performance for today onward.
"I hear you just fine," Redmond commented, but he didn’t take his eyes off his son. "All women are the same for me."
Hearing that, Sofia was not happy, she scoffed. "I wonder how many women you have slept with when you were away, while you were on your so called ’mission’."
Redmond glanced at Sofia briefly. "I slept with no one," he admitted. "The women I met was either someone, who supposed to be dead or that dark witch, neither of them could turn me on."
Sofia was speechless. She considered herself to be good with her words, but this man always found a way to shut her up. "I think I am different then, I am sure you were really in good mood last night."
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