Chapter 482. Vague Reasons

FAYZ

If you asked me, if someone dared to ask me in an almost silly way why I was opposing the murder of a woman who had little interest in me in the past, I would have lied. I would have excused myself trying to appeal that everyone deserved a fair trial and all that bunch of nonsense that people usually say.

The first time I did it was unconsciously. I didn’t want Larry to kill her so mercilessly. I managed to prevent Larry from doing it by melting his sword. My powers worked, which left me completely perplexed because I thought Plettekman could take them away from me at any moment. I didn’t have an ounce of faith. I didn’t think it would work. I was trying to hide and deceive all the time because my plans were shaky. I had an unstable house of cards in which I had to live.

What madness and what foolishness at the same time. There were no pretty ways to die. I didn’t want her to die because I felt sorry for her, because in the castle, she was my only friend. And