Speak of My Name

Milan turned to Corey and stared at her as he organized his thoughts. He then whispered, “Corey, you were with Florence all this time, right? You were so sure that Florence would never kill our mother no matter how much she was maltreated, right?”

Corey nodded, and Milan continued, “…and the way our mother was killed… It was the same as the others who were…”

At the thought, Milan covered his mouth. “Corey… what if Lasair killed our mother to make me return to the village? Could he have wanted the Internet Tower to impose on that powerful Thunder Seal just so… just so you can reach me? And Esperanza’s delegation… It was to make us believe that the Divine Bride is not coming from any of us…”

“…Milan? Why are you saying those words?” Corey gasped. She then looked around. “I thought you liked being the bride. Why do you sound like you never wanted to be the bride in the first place? Are you just… Are you hoping for the great Lasair to make a mistake so you can leave?”