"You're lying ..." Emma hissed.
However, there was a tinge of doubt in her voice. What if Xion was telling the truth, and her father was indeed facing execution? How could Emma let her father be killed?
F*ck! Why was her telemancy utterly useless at such a critical time? She badly needed to know if this man was lying or not...
Unknowingly, tears had formed on both corners of her eyes as she imagined her doting father facing death.
She missed him so much... and the thought that he was suffering somewhere awaiting death made her devastated.
"Princess ... I will allow you to read my mind this once, and you will be able to determine whether I am lying to you or not ..." Xion said in a soft voice.
He saw how those beautiful topaz eyes were trying so hard to look tough, but he knew better. The girl was about to cry.