Chapter 84

After a while, Cleopoda pulled back from Zenas. His head was bent as he cleaned the tears from his face. Her chest felt tight as she thought of him as a child or even at her age plucking his eyes because of the pain they brought him. They were beautiful eyes indeed but the mystery behind them was the problem. She remembered years ago when she had first gone to see him perform, even then she could remember the excitement of everyone to see him. The maids had hurried about with their activities so they could watch him and even Strukus had hurried to see him too. Her heart ached as sadness descended. What other terrors had he experienced?