'Did she join a cult?' Matthew wondered as he watched Evelynn.
It had been far too long since he last met her. Talked to her.
And even when he had, she had put a wall between them. She had kept him at arm's length.
And he understood.
'I really do,' he reminded himself before he acknowledged to himself how much he didn't like it.
He wanted to be the one she would rely on. The one she could speak to when something happened.
'If it was up to me, I would ditch my team and travel with her instead…'
But he knew he couldn't.
'Those damn responsibilities,' he sighed once again before he approached her.
Even covered in dirt and seemingly crazily worshipping a blood god, he couldn't take his eyes away.
It was just like the first time he saw her standing alone at the banquet.
Even when she had been standing there, all alone, observing the people in the venue, she didn't look out of place.
