บท 124: Lost Soul - II

The lights spread across the mansion like a wave of water washing over the shore, it dispersed the darkness and cold.

However, the place no longer looked like an abandoned disaster. It was clean and warm as if someone was still living inside and the strangest of all was the young ghost.

He delightedly exclaimed with wide innocent eyes.

"We can play now!"

Nesrin subconsciously took a step back. The young boy shared a sticking similarity with Izkiel when he was around his age. A shiver went down her spine and she met the boy's eyes with uncertainty.

"Are you related to his majesty?"

"His majesty?"

The boy obliviously tilted his head and asked with a small pout

"Now that you mention it," Ophelia creased her brows, "They do share some resemblance."