A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1880

Agnes let out a hum of assent and headed back into the kitchen, her mind already back to her duties.

It was then that, suddenly, Raven descended the stairs from the first floor. Her body, already frail, seemed to have become a lot more enervated by whatever diseases that plagued her. Even her gait gave the impression that walking itself was too strenuous for her if she did not help herself via the handrail.

“Ares! Where are you going?” she called out.

Aristotle paused in the middle of changing his shoes. “Dinner. Is there a problem? If you’re feeling really sick, I’ll order someone to send you to the hospital right now.”

Fear undergirded her eyes. “No, I don’t want to go to the hospital. You know it’s incurable, Ares. It won’t help, and I’m stuck like this forever. It’s just that... You brought me to a place that is very alien to me, and being alone gives me anxiety, you know? Must you go? Can’t you keep my company, please...?”