Chapitre 225: White Palace 3

After spending some time attending to Elena's injury, I reluctantly bid her farewell. 

She squirmed in protest as the templars arrived to fetch her, their sudden appearance interrupting our moment together. 

However, upon learning that the Pope had requested her presence, Elena reluctantly acquiesced, albeit with a pleading look in her eyes that tugged at my heartstrings.

As much as I wanted to defy the Pope's orders and keep Elena by my side, I knew that openly disregarding his authority was not an option. 

With a heavy heart, I reassured her with a gentle head pat, silently conveying my support and understanding. 

Despite the distance that would soon separate us, I knew that our bond remained unshakeable.

"Goodbye, Elena," I murmured softly, offering her a brief farewell before she was led away by the templars.

Returning to my room, I was surprised as I could feel no presence in both my room and Ana's and Louise's room.