Irlana's Mean Little Self

"I promised her that she will not get hurt anymore. What kind of brother will I be if I can't keep my promises?" Xiran was feeling ill at ease. He made similar promises to Aselia and then he couldn't keep them, he ended up hurting her. That's not what he wanted with Irlana. 

"Xiran, I appreciate you looking out for her but she likes your friend. And this is similar to taking her freedom away. She had that man making her life decisions, let her make her own now. Even if it will hurt her, at least she would have freedom of choice. I request you not to take it from her." Elrine's words stuck a chord inside Xiran. He had not thought from this angle. She was right, he had not consulted with Irlana about what she wanted. 

"Hmm, I agree with your point. I will talk to her, thanks," he offered a polite smile which Elrine returned and dropping the empty bottle in the dustbin he headed upstairs to Irlana's room.