106 — Will He Cry?

"Are you... alright?.." Cynthia hesitantly asked. 

"Why do you ask?" 

"I mean… your sister just…" 

"She isn't… my sister. She is my half-sister," Lucian corrected, finally locking her gaze with Cynthia. 

"But she is still your sister."

She held his hands cupping them between her own. The coldness she felt from them due to the cold that fell at night in Eldoria was no different from the personality she was normally accustomed to from him. Deep down she hoped that he would recover from this and that he would go back to being himself. But all she could see was the lifeless Lucian that sat before her. She recalled how he cried at Princess Arisia's funeral after everyone left in her past life.

Will he cry again? Like in the past?

It was an uncommon sight she had witnessed only once— Lucian crying. But it was also evident to Cynthia how much he loved his sister despite not sharing the same mother.