His True Father

Demon Realm, Vggladilsia.

Upper city.

Royal Castle.

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Grizelda felt Neele's aura vanish and her eyes narrowed at thought of what evil he could have gone off to do. Now that Igris was out of her grasp, Neele could easily kill him and she wouldn't be able to stop him since she was just a puppet bound by the ruler's seal.

She let her back rest on her seat before shutting both eyes to concentrate. In little time, a spirit-like figure resembling her stood up from the physical body still seated. She turned to stare at her body before slightly shaking her head with a bitter expression. She's been a walking corpse for so many years - just how the seal had wanted.