Dannep remained silent as she stared at the mirror, still processing whatever that thing had told her.
"Take revenge? Why should I take revenge on Ilyss?" she asked, trying to gain information.
"Hey, miss, aren't you trusting me? I think you came here because you want to know a story, a story that I know."
Dannep focused more on trying to identify the voice, but she couldn't; it was as if several different voices were forming a single one.
"What story? Does it have something to do with me?"
"Hehehe, before talking, why don't you look for yourself? If you pay close attention and search, you'll find a picture, a picture of a man."
Still distrustful, Dannep began searching the room, finding a picture of a man.
Dannep had never seen him before, but all her attention was drawn to his eyes—they were pink like hers, the same color.
Seeing this, Dannep clenched her teeth tightly. It was true— Ilyss was not in love with her.
