It took Damian Fairchild a long moment to process what she had just said.
His dark brows furrowed deeply, his sharp eyes fixed unblinkingly on hers.
After a long while, his voice finally, slowly, cut through the air. "What do you mean, you've come to say goodbye?"
Seraphina Quinn took a few steps closer to Damian Fairchild's hospital bed.
Her gaze completely ignored Mia Linden as she looked at Damian Fairchild, her voice light as she replied:
"Cian is dead. The situation in Kingsland has likely descended into some kind of chaos, and your father isn't doing well right now. I don't want to stay in Kingsland and get caught up in this mess. So, I plan to return to Veldtmar..."
Damian Fairchild watched her without a word.
The woman's expression looked calm, utterly placid.
Just from her face, he couldn't see a single crack in her composure.
