บท 646: Are You Afraid To Face Our Daughter's Hatred

"Just as you have seen me the last time," replied the woman whose face was kept hidden under the hood. 

Armen stared at the hooded figure for some time without moving. An uncharacteristic stillness settled within the stone chamber, as if each of the three people inside were lost in their own thoughts. 

As someone who had sat on the throne for years, weathering all sorts of situations and schemes, Armen was long used to never letting his true emotions surface on his face. He had always been steady and calm, his expression the kind where no one else but him would know his real thoughts. 

'I should have known…'

Sierra was this kind of woman. Her reply held no particular emotions, casual as if they had nothing to do with each other. An insurmountable wall had been placed between them even before he could do more.