Chapitre 308: Syryn's determination

When Rowan came home, he saw that Syryn was standing at the window, looking out into the forest with a distant look in his eyes like he alone could see something entrancing that held all his attention. Ever since the mage had lost his memories, he hadn't been quite the same. Knowing this, Rowan had been patient with the sometimes cold Syryn. Even now, the mage hadn't registered Rowan's arrival. 

"Ryn, are you okay?" He asked the mage. 

Syryn turned around. 

"Am I okay?" He echoed. Syryn had been feeling lost after Lillith's visit. "Yes, I'm fine. Welcome home, Rowan." 

The anti mage shrugged off his coat and observed the listlessness of his lover. The once full of life Syryn seemed to have become a husk of himself. 

"Lillith paid me a visit," the mage told Rowan who froze while taking his shirt off. 

"What did she say to you?" Rowan came over to Syryn looking concerned.