"We call it the Widow's Wail," Sigaros declared slowly, his voice thick with a solemn weight. He didn't predict that Kaisun would sacrifice himself to get rid of Luther. He didn't have to think why he did this. That demon truly loved his bride.
"What is it?" Arkilla asked, eyes narrowing with concern.
"It's a sacred Fae ritual," the magician explained, his tone low and haunted. "She was going to offer her life to the Gods to bring her husband back. It's an ancient ceremony, one I studied two years ago. She would have burned herself... without even realizing it. That much sorrow, that kind of grief, it's fatal to someone with Fae blood. Not every Fae myth is unreal. Lovers die for saving each other."
The King turned toward Ren, stunned. His gaze locked on the unconscious girl in his arms, his eyes wide with disbelief. Did she truly love Kai this deeply?
How stupid of him to believe Kai! That bastard knew that he couldn't come out of the ring firsthand.
