Third Person's POV
"Why did you capture this scarred girl?"
The question was soft and almost tender, but it threaded into the deepest part of her mind with an undeniable authority.
In her weakened and subdued state, she lacked the will or awareness to resist, and the thought of someone deceiving her never even stirred within her as her defenses were stripped bare, and her mind lay open.
"It was our miss's order," she answered casually, her voice hollow and entranced.
Hearing this, Ethan's brows twitched and his silver gaze pulsed again as the voice in her mind pressed even deeper.
"Why?"
"I… don't know. It was the miss's order."
Her words carried no hesitation and no attempt to twist the truth.
Under the full grip of his Soul Veil Manipulation, every syllable she uttered was pure and untainted, devoid of lies.
Knowing that she was fully under his control, Ethan's certainty in her honesty was absolute.
Yet that truth only unsettled him further.
