บท 107: Riaku's secret III

"Emi, would you like for Riaku to survive to a long and ripe old age?" Syryn asked the avian who he assumed was easier to sway. He wasn't averse to emotional manipulation if that was what it took to get him answers.

The veiled avian turned to look at him. Her hands were still on Riaku's shoulders, sheltering him as best as she could from a perceived danger that only she understood. The sight of his sister protecting him displayed the contradictory nature of the prince. The fragility in him was perfectly balanced by his demonic strength. It gave an illusion of weakness and strength coexisting in harmony.

"Why are you asking such a question? Of course, I want my brother to live a long and healthy life!" Emi's voice shook as she answered Syryn.

"How much would you sacrifice to ensure his safety?" He asked next.

"Emi, leave us." Riaku sounded less breathy now, no doubt trying to sound like he was feeling better. His unbelieving audience did not buy the act.