Skyler watched the Queen turn away and stagger to sit at the edge of the bed in the room, sinking down with her head bowed.
His smile still hadn't disappeared. For reasons he couldn't quite explain, a faint trace of satisfaction suddenly welled up within him at the sight of her like that.
But why?
Was he really this heartless?
He wondered.
He knew the source of her pain.
Yet he felt joy seeing her misery.
His eyes reflected a dark emotion.
Because... the answer to the question he was asking himself came the next second.
How to save a dying fallen angel?
That knowledge—one Skyler hadn't even realized he possessed—suddenly rose to the forefront of his mind, as though it had been waiting for him to come seek it out.
There were many methods…
But the most sinister of them all was to feed it the heart's blood of another angel.
At this, Skyler felt a dull throb in his heart, his smiling eyes still locked on the Queen.
